Blind by Design

Build the wall, if it’s a trap «kill them all»
The voltage is too small I need a billion more
My K-9's are too small, I gotta feed them more
Dear Santa Claus — how 'bout you feed the poor?
WWG1WGA, read my blog
Don’t you dare put your dirty paws on my seed vault
Family feud, now I’m in a manly mood
Dude — stop listening to Q, it can’t be true
I heard Q likes Hip Hop too, yeah? what’s his favorite group?
I dunno but I’m gonna' need proof
I was looking for Flava Flav in Creed, I ain’t see 'em
All I see is Mr. T. fighting for our freedom
Clubber Lang &Iron Mike eat 'em, tag team 'em, bag over the head,
hang for treason
2019 Season’s greetings, call me back
I’m in a meeting, cause running the country is not easy
Here’s the thing, nothing goes down without a hitch
Sometimes diplomacy works but never without a glitch
Evidence, negligence — stinky breath death threat peppermints
That’s why I stopped checking my messages
My crossfit nano’s come in Jack Russell dog shit camo
Now I really feel like Rambo
If a man of the cloth ever tries to put his hand in my shorts
I’ll band saw the whole back of his pants off
While he’s still wearing them, according to God’s biblical source
I just feel like saying «Lyrical Law», just because
I fell outta love with Hip Hop and now I’m bored
I didn’t like the peace treaty accord
Mockingbird media bought, don’t know who to trust no more
They act like Adibeesie from OZ
They follow me in Walmart everytime I go looking for car parts
Or when I’m drying off at the car wash