[Hook] x2 Tin Man needs his oil, and he won't settle for less He's swinging axes at your family trees if you protest [Verse 1] Using his Ellis power mixed with his twisted love of his immigrants He does minor touchups to his crutch, with the blood of the innocent Black clouds sit above the [?] I'm claiming insolence, scrubbing off my fingerprints and I [?] So who knows if his crooked hand can hold significance If so I think the coward [?] Your eyes are running beside a power walking time bomb f**ing them out and up to [?] Then he climbs on Playing King of the [?] Guarded by Philistines and body armor I'm sentencing the guy we ordered to the guillotine Heard the sounds of dying children, screaming Gives him the world's largest hardon Liberal America's most wanted shark has gone to the lowest depths imaginable But we'll see how long he can hold his breath (come up for air) [Hook]x2 [Verse 2] Now I'm in past, present, and future shock Don't care if the president's stupid or not Stretching his a**hole wide and taking a ride on Lucifer's co*k It's the main attraction at his family's circus I won't sit idly by It's suicidal and die Trying to [?], smile, run away But burn the bridges to my island I'm going to shun the day he lied to the smiling eyes of ours and yours (so George) So you can go ahead and paint your tools You ain't fooling me Did you really need those crutches? What says it's only a sprain? No pain, no unity between you and me It's my self-proclaimed mutiny f**ing politics aren't that goddamn new to me (f**ing politics aren't that goddamn new to me) [Outro]x8 Four more years, and it's meadow to meadow