[Verse 1] Submit your funds to the fun reluctance I got factories for Applebees to order their lunches It's always been a process f** a household name And then f** with a household name You know us already We made these dreams microwave ready Don't ask me why most of my workforce Is underage and asian and aging too fast Don't worry, we've got HR looking into that [Verse 2] Are your producers teenagers? Well Dilla isn't! But I pretty much taped his tape to my jacket Ran out the back with a packet of rhymes that I would attach And wonder why he let me close up shop He should've known I'd take the recipes and hop Home made Off the dome Or the pot in reverse
I'd take your sound And start another world war I hate hating on hatred while faking that I could destroy [Verse 3] Done with being a good boy or rapper I need my stone carving to happen Before I reach the end of the map and fall off of it Don't have patience HR might b**h But I've gotta get it relentless Apostrophes in my name Whenever theres some connection between myself and the game Da factory is actually an Applebee's Planning to roll out donuts across the street [Outro] Hwell I'm proud to announce the corporate marriage between Applebee's and Krispy Kreme, no h*mo.Thanks for coming China Not like you had a choice though