Religophile (#pizzagate too)

The less cool Corey
Said on TV
The worst Hollywood story's
The one we don't see
Like 1,2,3
He spelled it out slow
The host was uneasy
Since he's in the know
Believe it or don't
Or.. just watch the tape
The screams are no show
Those children are raped
Gaped, dismantled
Tortured, destroyed
Their fate in the hands of
Those who employ
Horrible ploys
To foil kids plans
Like Vernon did Roy
Detroit understands
Exploiting command
They always demand more
Their Atlas is Rand
They stand on the poor
Their tantrums implore
You ignore what they do
The advantage is war
The scores nothing new
Like a whore on the move
I'll buy their belief
When the born again's prove
The screws in the feet


I'm just not into schoolgirls
Give me a big fat woman
You're feeding a cruel world
Thinking it's a goodin
For little girls
With hair in curls
To sever their bowl of puddin
Giving pearls
You bitter squirrels
Say word when you know you shouldn't


People often ask me
Why I'm so obsessed
With children being happy
Having never had butt sex
Quick to change the subject
Like you want to jump this track
But if you think that you're disgusted
Let's just bring you back
To a day when all the grass
In whoever's yard was greener
When you giggled at an ass
And laughed at a ba-jinger
When to smell somebody's finger
Meant you'd probably smell poop
When your ignorance was king and your
Unripened sexual fruit
Was more like a scoop
Of unplanted seeds
When you didn't need for proof
For Santa's good deeds
Back when weeds
And grass were different
Way before Meads
Mill put the focus on pigment
Innocent
Remember being a seedling
Now imagine you're bent
Over and bleeding
Crying and pleading
The weakling you trusted
To stop, you were kneeling
Because he said you were busted


I'm just not into schoolgirls
Give me a big fat woman
You're feeding a cruel world
Thinking it's a goodin
For little girls
With hair in curls
To sever their bowl of puddin
Giving pearls
You bitter squirrels
Say word when you know you shouldn't


It's everywhere you look
It saturates pop culture
The Eagle is a crook
Who should be looked at like a vulture
What is the vault for
Why's there so much protection
For the monsters at fault, your
Asking the wrong question
Neglecting to mention
The Hollyweird past
Like how even Chris Hansen
Is given the shaft
When children are passed
Like the Dochie, or food bowl
It goes beyond sad
The emojis frown two fold
But the old silver screens hold
The darkest of secrets
Like the westerns who's scenes show
Our racist beliefs, it's
Not for the squeamish
But truth seldom is
While they feed you your jesus
They prey on your kids
The faces that lift
Are ageless in scope
I say this as a gift
With knowledge comes hope
At the end of your rope
You'll find new beginning
But when truth is controlled
The lie's always spinning


I'm just not into schoolgirls
Give me a big fat woman
You're feeding a cruel world
Thinking it's a goodin
For little girls
With hair in curls
To sever their bowl of puddin
Giving pearls
You bitter squirrels
Say word when you know you shouldn't