WEAPONIZED INCOMPETENCE lyrics

So my n*ggas b*tching, talking ‘bout “go back in the kitchen”
Instead of beating his ass, I shut up and listen
He said my “duty as a woman is to come home and bake”
So he can “have something made” when he “gets off the game”

Then I said "Okay"
I said "Alright, bet"
And then I went in the kitchen
And then I cooked up some meth
So here's the lesson today
So you can be set
I'm gonna get in this kitchen
And teach you how to make meth

And teach you how to make meth
And tеach you how to make meth

You're gonna takе the cold medicine and extract the pseudoephedrine
Gonna mix the iodine with some sh*t that is flammable
He wanna stay at home wife, but can't afford a table

And teach you how to make meth
And teach you how to make meth

He want a stay at home wife, but can't afford a bed
And don't forget you need to have the sulfuric acid
And if you did the sh*t right it should smell like burnt plastic
He's in the living room chair asking “why it's taking so long”
Well damn my n*gga I'm just cutting it with fentanyl
He has the nerve to ask what I bring to the table
And then got mad when I put down some drugs that are fatal
And now he on some bullsh*t about “weaponized incompetence”
(Boy bye)
Time to burn and crystallize it, don't forget your mask
This is like an episode of breaking bad
I'm hoping after this sh*t that he will break my back

Now he coming in the kitchen and he all mad
Screaming, yelling and hollering
“What the f*ck is that?”
What do you mean my n*gga?
I'm doing what you asked?
Now run to the store and get some tiny Ziploc bags