Now Doctor Dad don’t pay your bills for you no more
Your trust is all dried up, you got no dough left to score
I warn you, don't treat this new struggle like it is a game
Romanticizing it, proving that you’re just the same

Keep on a’listening to the BMW Bolshevik
You hung on long after the jig was up; it makes me sick.
Don’t think that we can’t see you when your gaslight’s burning out
Plain as day, you are a scumbag, there is no doubt

You try to tell me how I’m wrong and how you’re always right
Your coddled point of view’s as useful as my shades at night
You’ve lived your whole damn life laughing, scoffing from the top
Now I can’t wait to see your face when the silver spoon drops

You threw everything away.
And now you breakdown everyday.
You had your life handed to you.
Then failed at all that you could do.

I stood up at your wedding that was fit for royalty
But all you seemed to ever say was how you needed money
I’m sure that you could slip a snack from your parents’ castle
If not your wife’s parents could give you cash without a hassle.

Your family’s beemer stolen right out from your driveway
Your parents’ neighborhood, you leave your keys in everyday
Why would you move out when your mother cooks your every meal?
Got a good job at 26 but you still can’t deal.

You try to pass the blame and act like you are innocent
Calling your dad your boss and thinking that you have done decent.
Your reign of pampered terror’s over, now it’s time to stop.
How will you feed yourself again when the silver spoon drops?

Your grandpa was the speaker of the house of Michigan.
I’ll vomit if I have to hear about his will again.
You want his wife to die before him so you get some dough.
This is the core of who you are and it goes to show!

You forced me out the house threatening me with a knife.
You got upset at my response and tried to wreck my life.
You’re so pathetic and will never make it on your own.
I’m laughing at the fact that you’ll die poor and die alone.

You are always trying to duck accountability
Incapable of showing any kind of dignity
You brag about hardship you gave yourself as an adult
You join with those who chose the same, it’s like a rich kid cult
Explain away all your toxicity with mental health
Your way of hiding all your shame for how you come from wealth
You ain’t got shit now. So you know, your failure hits the spot
Just wish your graves were closer to the time the silver spoon dropped