quelamamen

Hey! Good morning at five in the afternoon
I am a man of habits and my agenda is on fire
I look at my pockets with a cowardly face
Because a buddy gave me little things to keep for him (no)

If they ask, that wasn’t me
If they look for me: He disappeared
They scorch me with the vibration
Stop sending gypsies, I'm asking you
Please, someone explain to me how the internet works
Because everything still tastes like Ron Cacique to me

And I tried to say something in a place called Twitter
Without anyone getting splashed
Looking for someone who triples me in years of use
Who doesn’t seem to have been left without a partition
We’re not stupid either
Even those of us who like it soft
From time to time like the rivalry

Why not give in and give the reason
To a groundbreaking feminist?
What if I accept my mistake and wipe it clean
Because a writer told me so?
Journalists and doctors have already turned against me
Even former teachers are bullying me
My phone rings, I look and apparently
They’re giving me two tickets to Bali with a motorboat route

Hey! Good afternoon, I have low coverage
In the end, crossing promotions, I ended up in Honduras
According to what they’ve told me, in my mentions things are tough
So I don’t show my nipples in case they censor me (oh)

That I'm sexist, misogynist oppressor
That I'm classist, tax-evader
Communists without communion cry to me
How am I going to respect all these hook-ups without a condom?
Don Comedy, that’s what I call myself, it doesn’t sound bad to me
Where do I have to sign so I don’t bother?
Don Ethics and Mister Moral have made me viral
With a thread where I turn every FAV into cash

You can use dignity as a counterargument
To knock down my figure
But in reality, and now listen
Truly I'm sorry, but I don’t stop exploding
What a freak who only talks about mo-mo-money
What a loser, know that you are pure pu-pu-caste
What a pain, I don’t care what you sp-sp-spend on

Fine, I put the lock on, EN-EN-ENOUGH!
I don’t recommend stepping on what I’ve just mopped
And if you do, don’t delete it, I have it captured
Don’t be afraid of me, now we are brothers
I'm the smart one, you’re the bastard I humiliate for being slow

Hey! Good night, you catch me finishing
The character, the plot, the role that I'm developing
Did you think being dumb came out improvising?
I consider myself a genius, but wow, you’re going too far
(No)

Since I no longer have a solution
I’ll have to monetize it myself
And if it itches, try scratching yourself, girl
Here the chapter ends