[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