I'm something like Blossom when I'm bossin
I'm awesome and I can lead the squadron no problem
Yep check
I got em
Oughtta put my lyrics in calligraphy and emboss em
Started from the bottom still here but not stopping
People talk about my morals like time for an auction
Think they got the line wrong it's time for some action
Once more with passion
Put some bass in my voice and I could put em in traction
Represent my faction
This is not fiction
Don't daydream when it's time for a decision
Make the incision
Cut it off at the head
Blurring my vision
Looking better off dead
Fucking astigmatism
Driven to keep living
If rap doesn't work then my genres keep switching
Pick up my guitar but the message isn't different
Better be a good reason if you find me dead or in prison

I see him walking up
Chest puffed up
But I don't wanna macho match
That's enough
I don't wanna do the dude dance
Or measure my dick
I'd rather chill and do my nails
With your chick (lady friend lady friend)

I see him walking up puffed up trying to measure up
But why you want to know the size if you don't want to get butt fucked
I could let him know but fuck
I'm not the type to whip it out if I'm not about to bust guts
You feel small if you ever let it bubble up
So joy and the laughter get left for the dump truck
Yeah buddy when I'm coming that's a big shot
Leave you feeling fist fucked
Word to my big cock (whoa dude)
Sorry (but you said...)
my cis side is an asshole (just blame it on him)
I'm gender fluid new to it and still just a tad bro
(No homo)
Not even a little bit?
Nah, dude
(We suck each other's dicks but we don't kiss)
I'm queer
but not questioning
More like a question mark and the end of an ellipsis
Where I put my lips is none of your concern
...
Unless you're really trying to get it

I see him walking up
Chest puffed up
But I don't wanna macho match
That's enough
I don't wanna do the dude dance
Or measure my dick
I'd rather chill and do my nails
With your chick (lady friend lady friend)

If you don't get her you're no better than bitter and get like buttercup
Put on your best tough look
get your muscle up
She can have you if she wants you
That's evident But that's half of consent please have the sense To take the pride out your chest
All the time you invest
You could easily digress to read like one article that explains the patriarchy
So when it turns up that you get turned down you know for what
Or better yet you don't have to and that's enough
And all the pretty young queers could live amongst you
And you might get the hugs and kisses I get when I come through
When people feel safe
it's beautiful
And empathy hurts but it's so motherfucking useful
Fuck everything
that we're used to
It doesn't have to be like this and you know it
Because you know that you could make everyone uncomfortable if you chimed in every time that someone said something that wasn't okay and we all know it's not okay but it's fine because everyone says it anyway because every day someone who someone didn't mean to offend gets offended and it isn't their fault it's ours because we felt a twinge and it was a fraction of what they felt but it was enough that one of is should have said, "you know what? That's not cool." And if the response was anything but to apologize then we should have taken that as the first rude act breaking the social contract of cordiality and it should have been okay to respond "no, that's not fucking cool." because it's not fucking cool.