Plan B - Illus, Apathy

My secret identity, hidden from my friends and my enemies

The origin of power where I harness my energy

My fortress deep within the forest

Bones liquefy, my skeleton and my body turns formless

Mass men metamorph shapes and teleports

Leave a trail of corpses, attack with hella-force

Meet me on the heliport, we goin' to Gotham

Shatter Batman’s back with a bat to his spinal column

'Cause I fucked Vicki Vale without a condom

He caught us in the act, now the memory haunts him

I’m the wickedest villain, spillin' chemical on your children

That’ll turn 'em reptilian inside a scientific buildin'

I’m killin' about a million little innocent civilians

And chillin';

still in my secret location on top a hill an'

Narratin' this adventure like Stan Lee

I narrowly escaped, time to start up my plan B

Thinkin' of a master plan

I’mma lead you away from drugs and petty crime

Thinkin' of a master plan

Lead you away from wack beats and rhyme

Thinkin' of a master plan

I’mma lead you away from drugs and petty crime

Thinkin' of a master plan

Lead you away from wack beats and rhyme

«You are the lowest of the low

And the meanest of the mean

And the baddest of the bad.»

My secret identity, created by corporate entities

To brainwash the youth that emulate me

And sell them empty celebrity insanity

Until they finally celebrate their own enemy

Scumbag drug dealer destroyin' communities

Treatin' women like punchin' bags with impunity

Pushin' the poisonous purpose with no immunity

A loser stayin' high every oppurtunity

I’m a slave to the man’s plan, exploitin' the damn dam

Profited from death like a Klansman

Ignorin' history, ignorance is bliss

I’m a tool for the prison industry makin' 'em rich

A wannabe killer sellin' crack to the children

RiFF RaFF actin' like a just to make a million

Kendrick and Pusha T, same shit different beat

Schoolboy trash, litter in every street

A base head like Chief Keef shoulda stayed in school

Never a Wiz, too faded like damn fool

Pretendin' I’mma boss, like Ross fakin' game

Unoriginal like A$AP bitin' name

I never learned from my elders, been in the system

Too busy buyin' crap like Gucci to ever listen

Fancy trash like Iggy fakin' shakin' ass

Cookie cutter rap, pure wack for the mass

All these wannabe Little Wayne monstrosities

Rappin' like they probably constantly practice sodomy

Same squeaky voice flow and topic, B

A copy, of a copy, of a copy, straight monotony

Mac Miller, G-Eazy gotta be kiddin' me

We gotta stop, Hot 97 is killin' me

My brain’s rotten, all this negative hostility

But I can’t 'cause I’m caught up in the system see

'Cause I’m delusional like Eminem thinkin' he’s a top five

Rap God, spittin' all those meaningless wack bars

Makin' me laugh hard, a grown man

Actin' like a child is irresponsible, wasted power

'Cause if you ain’t sayin' nuthin' don’t include your name

Among Kris, Chuck, James, Rakim, and Kane

God MC’s that uplift to fight the power

Not like these tough guys frontin' when they really cowards

Got me thinkin' that I wasted my life

Idolizin' bums time to get myself right

And stop livin' in this villainous fantasy

Gotta remove the mask, time for a Plan B

Thinkin' of a master plan

I’mma lead you away from drugs and petty crime

Thinkin' of a master plan

Lead you away from wack beats and rhyme

Thinkin' of a master plan

I’mma lead you away from drugs and petty crime

Thinkin' of a master plan

Lead you away from wack beats and rhyme