
alt-conservative
Felon 47: Joke-in-Chief
“Spray-Tan Soul, Panic Stare” isn’t subtle—and it’s not meant to be. This track plays like a lyrical bodycam: raw, unflinching, fully loaded—hush money, mugshots, stolen
“Spray-Tan Soul, Panic Stare” isn’t subtle—and it’s not meant to be. This track plays like a lyrical bodycam: raw, unflinching, fully loaded—hush money, mugshots, stolen