The Assassination of Candace Owens

What does the truth matter?

And why you gon' be truthful with me when you lie to everybody else?

Lie to me, smile

Treat me the same way you would treat him

I can't treat you the way I treat him (you must)

You must

Truth is, people love to be lied to

And they wouldn't believe it happened if it happened, and they were sittin' right beside you

Fantasy world, fantasy world

'Bout a thousand people die for every diamond and pearl

That mean bodies stacked high as condos from Sudan to the Congo

If I train you niggas today, will I go out like Alonzo?

Monte Carlo withered with hollows, gargling blood that I can't swallow

And you know, soon as rappers die, they get a couple million follows

What's the infatuation with violence?

I mean, gunshots loud, but at funerals, all of a sudden, we get silent

Land of the tyrants, where murder spread like a virus

And life is a bowling alley, and we just in this bitch with Iverson

Just young thugs, whoopty-doo, no biggie, no Bed-Stuyvesant

No common sense, just empty bottles of lean we swan divin' in

But I blame the media, this cancer we live and dyin' in

And you only get one life, you can't erase this shit and try again

Do you believe?

This is America

This is America

Let that woman speak her truth and I will love her like my mama

Love her like Kamala, love her like Obama

Truth is, truth hurts

It's like a neck shot, who really killed Charlie Kirk?

And his body is not yet settled in the dirt

Why you carryin' on like that? Are you a André 3000 verse?

We live in an era where niggas twerk

We live in an era where niggas pull wallets up out they purse

But I was raised on Zion and Nas, I Am...

If I'm lyin', throw me in a den with the lions and five YNs

Either way, behind these bars is shots flyin'

Decapitate you so-called GOATs without tryin'

Go head-to-head with CNN while bumpin' CNN

Leavin' France, I'm still alive, some I won't see again

Speak my truth until I'm in the position she is in