Champion

High five, a sign in the sky
Check if he’s dead of just whispering cuz’ that canary can sing
Of the miracle of life ending with the female breed
And the tight knot of privilege is championing
I didn’t drop out of school to shave masculine machines

How have you been trusting men
Cuz’ if he doesn’t work he won’t eat, and he won’t sleep
And if he doesn’t sleep he won’t dream
You’re not free, you’re as obsolete as me
Hell is real, hell is real and it’s now

All the boys outside will raise their hands

It’s real, my hell
My hell is real (it’s not)

Because -- all the boys outside will raise their hands