Fosa Común

If I'm rapping, it's 'cause it's illegal to kill you
Lord of darkness, come on, don’t take so long
If I’m not getting laid, they’re casting spells on me and
They talk about me like they’re paying my rent and

I didn’t fall into depression, I was pushed
For this damn album, I procrastinated my death
They talk about whores and live with their parents in Chapinero
I pointed at the Moon and the freaks laughed at my hangnails

There’s no friendship when women are involved
They have to band together to feel like someone, ha
And if I’m alone, it’s 'cause my head’s full of hate
It’s not that I’m skinny, it’s the damn look of aliens

You looked like you’d bring me trouble
I met them through girls and left them for my mom
Hard to admit I was wrong
It’s easy to get half of Medellín in the damn bed

And an empty stomach is a bad advisor
Anyone’s a nihilist with a roof, drugs, sex, and money
I’m rapping 'cause I’ve got cancer
If they’re doing trap, it’s to please the influencer friend

Life eats shit and shits out humans
The dude goes for what I came for, God save me

I’ll travel back in time to pay your dad for the abortion
And take your mom out to the movies, kid

How many likes is your egotrip worth?
You claim to be yourself while acting like your idols
That’s like being a trapper
And asking your parents for the music video, kiddo

Your favorite rapper is like: I create fame and take a nap
And I didn’t give a damn working in Antofagasta
The same one who criticizes this dude
Is the same one who thinks Elmo is a communist