Idiots
Panicking
Ill prepared
IQ average dropping everywhere
By the minute
I watch and laugh cause I don't care
My Mad Max fantasy is coming to fruition
Instead of gasoline, toilet paper is the mission
So many asswipes
So little time
You thought I'd kick the bucket fentanyl or suicide
But I bet it's gonna be
Group stupidity of the masses
On a quest to wipe their asses
Talking heads
Fear mongering
Wear your mask
They're useless
You look and sound like Bane
My immune system
A can short of a six pack
I'd rather die like all my friends
My Mad Max fantasy is coming to fruition
Instead of gasoline, toilet paper is the mission
So many asswipes
So little time
You thought I'd kick the bucket fentanyl or suicide
But I bet it's gonna be
Group stupidity of the masses
On a quest to wipe their asses