Her soul is exploited
That’s why we voted for Nikki Fried
Who had us believin’
She’d use her position as commissioner
To make ’em stop
Burnin’ the tops of the crops
And switch to green harvestin’
The problem was as soon as she took office
She promptly forgot those promises she made
When she had this whole community vote for her
And now she’s running for governor
The PR team they told us to say what’s up
The legal team made all of it Pro-forma
The marketing team filled everything up with syrup
So we don’t have to tell you to eat this and shut the f$$$ up
There is no peace of mind
You belong in my system where being poor is a crime
Capital is your prison you puppet
Your price to me isn’t nothing
I bought your question your karma your conscious your come up
Your politics all of it to me is just economics
I can afford to keep you lost in my environment
No I’m not startin’ to green harvest
My profits are peak
Promise we went straight from slavery
To enslaving the free market
Make no mistake we own this town
Run this world
Burn it down
Make no mistake we run this town
Pesticides in the gutter
and red tide in the waters