Sunday School lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, um
Say my name and I appear like Candyman
b*tch
It's way bigger than me versus you Pepe
It's a right or wrong thing
So let's talk The Hit Braniac
Let me slow it down so they can hear me fast, you dig

[Verse]
Let's take them to church, said a prayer then I created this verse
Statements I'm fiddin' to be makin's to erase him from Earth
The haters get merked, the ice, well, I'm breakin' it first
Ain't no janitor jokes today I'm tryna make him my hearse
This hip hop culture you robbin' like you takin' a purse
Said I don't work with white people like that statement would work
But I don't ever see you put a black man on the verse
With this dirt, you can get black man with this verse
Because the sh*t you rap is wack you pus*y, you lackin' pus*y
Said you were trash then you spazz you pus*y, stop actin' pus*y
We action packed and we strap you pus*y, kidnap this pus*y
Since this punk loves Trump if he runs, grab his pus*y
Damn, black skin, black hoodie, now I'm in his habitat
Rat-a-tat, now his red top is matchin' his MAGA hat
After that, I'ma make a speech and take a stand
Like this for each and every man who was ever beaten by the Klan
No Martin, I ain't preachin' I'm just teachin' when I can
I'm Malcolm, 'cause if I'm reachin' b*tch I'm reachin' for the can
This man tried to tell me racism is a myth
You know what privilege is, thinkin' racism don't exist
Trick, that's like me sayin' your gap don't exist
Or half of your fans ain't wishin' that blacks don't exist
These are facts little b*tch, little crip but I'm shootin' back
'Bout to put his ass in white sheets, he prolly used to that
If we don't like your raps you cannot force that sh*t
See Upchurch and Christchurch, prolly support that kid
Made him mad now I'm irrelevant, got his b*tch on
Irrelevant, but I'm the one in interviews you sh*t on
Irrelevant, but my opinion is the one you stick on
Irrelevant, but makin' vids about me long as sitcoms
He said "I cannot be racist that's just some wack sh*t
My producers are black man, my girlfriend is Latin" (Okay)
And he almost had me too until I asked this (For real)
Wait, didn't Donald Sterling have a black chick
b*tch you ain't woke because the person that you're smashin'
He like "I ain't racist, I got one f*ckin' black friend"
And he calls his fans the skins that kinda haunts me
'Cause there's another group that's called the skins but that's beyond me
American History X, he tried to harm me
But this time the white boys teeth is on the concrete
Long heat, you in the game but I wish you wasn't
Click the button, kid is frontin', kiss the barrel like you kiss your cousin
And I don't even blame you b*tch you just a dopey kid
Please tell Trayvon's mom racism don't exist
[Outro]
You phony b*tch
You really not the emcee you claim to be, but we all already know that
Go ahead and tuck your tail, go make your bluegrass n*gga, I'ma just smoke that
Hahahahahahaha, hahahaha, ahhaha
And you ugly n*gga, you ugly as hell
You Stinky from Hey Arnold! lookin'
Dale Gribble in the face, Boomhauer in the mouth lookin'
Boy if you don't get your
"I'm so insecure, a dude with 76 subscribers didn't like my song so I had to make a whole video about him"
Face that
f*ck outta here
Hahaha, I know Dax somewhere listenin' to this like
"Boy Upchurch you messed up bruh, you messed up"
Hahaha, Face