Oh how you wear that crown so lightly
Spewing prejudice while being against it
You sit on that throne so high and mighty
Spewing ignorance and judging all else

All you want is recognition
Everything you say is a contradiction
That crown and throne will be void some day
your castle will [bad word] and be laid to waste

All you want is recognition
Everything you say is a contradiction
That noose you tied is tightening
And I'll be watching you hang from the tree you've sown

No one will speak your name
No one will dig your grave
No one will remember you
So [bad word] your trends