Master of My Craft

I got a gold medal record time, gold record, diamond mine,

Name in print, tongue, t-shirts and minds.

Thread count - high

Commissions - high

Hourly rates - high

A minute of your time?

Forget about it.

I didn't come here to dream or teach the world things,

Define paradigms, or curate no livin' days,

With high thread counts and staircases high.

Hourly rates - high

A minute of your time?

Forget about it.

Thread count - high

Commissions - high

Hourly rates - high

A minute of your time?

Forget about it.

People die I don't care, you should see the wall of ambivalence I'm building

I got no love for the living.

Thread count - high

Commissions - high

Hourly rates - high

A minute of your time?

Forget about it.

Death to all false profits around here we praise a dollar you f*ckin' hippie

Wanna walk around in my shoes and then tell me how it feels

Thread count - high

Commissions - high

Hourly rates - high

A minute of your time?

Forget about it.

From the hands of my mother, said I'm master of my craft

Thread count - high

Commissions - high

Hourly rates - high

A minute of your time?

Ya know Socrates died in the f*ckin' gutter!