They try to tell me I should dumb it down
 Say you're too conscious for the fans to feel you
 Try to tell me I should calm it down
 If you fight the system, they gon' try to kill you
 They try to tell me that I'm too sad
 And it isn't healthy, **** I knew that
 I'm just doin' me and if you don't agree
 And I don't owe you ****, then that is too bad
 I fired shots at all the mumble rappers
 And they try to say I'm not a humble rapper
 So I tell 'em I'm not like these other rappers
 And they try to say I'm just another rapper
 **** it, I guess there's no pleasin' y'all
 If the record has meaning, you don't leave it on
 But you stream all the songs that repeat the same ****
 About ***** and Xanax and liquor and drugs
 I could have a seizure like Wayne
 I could just go OD like Peep
 I could just go crazy like 'Ye
 I could just get locked up like Meek
 Repeat the same thing, using stupid slang
 Yellin' Gucci Gang on every flame beat
 Or I could be me, at least I can breathe, at least I can sleep
 Knowin' that I never sold myself for money or a dream
 These rappers all coked out
 They just mumble lots, they got broke mouths
 They got ten chains and got no house
 They got twenty hoes, and got no spouse
 Smart rappers don't drink lean
 That's kid ****, we ain't sixteen
 If you got a problem, I welcome it
 I'll be doin' me for the helluvit
 For the helluvit (helluvit, helluvit)

 For the helluvit (helluvit, helluvit)

 They said to go to hell, so I packed my **** and went with it
 Little did they know that they put me in my element
 I'm fire to the bone, now diamonds in my skeleton
 I'm finally in my zone, doin' me, for the helluvit
 For the helluvit
 They try to tell me to ignore the haters
 You gon' get revenge when you're successful later
 They try to tell me I should not respond
 And I should write a song and put it all on paper
 They try to tell me I'm the bigger man
 If I'm not underhanded when I write 'em back
 And I try to tell them it's impossible
 Thousands of people a day have been sayin' I'm wack
 I try to tell 'em that it's complicated
 I could write a novel about gettin' faded
 But the conscious fans are gonna ****in' hate it
 And the wavy kids are gonna love to play it
 So I write a song that's got a message in it
 And the wavy kids are sayin' it's pathetic
 But the conscious fans think it's awesome, man
 They comment like, man, I really get it
 So what the **** do y'all want?
 I could have a seizure like Wayne
 I could just go OD like Peep
 I could just go crazy like 'Ye
 I could just get locked up like Meek
 I could just go sell out like Jay
 I could just stay real like Kweli
 I could just get money like Drake
 Or I could just say that I'm done playin' games and get famous and know that I always stayed me
 So go ahead and bump the mumble rap
 Don't boycott it, just understand
 If you eat at McDonald's, you're gonna get fat
 If you listen to garbage, your head fills with trash
 Get drunk in the club, and spend all your money
 'Cause rappers have told you it makes you somebody
 Then comment on this with your jealous ****
 I'll be doin' me, for the helluvit
 For the helluvit (helluvit, helluvit)

 For the helluvit (helluvit, helluvit)

 They said to go to hell, so I packed my **** and went with it
 Little did they know that they put me in my element
 I'm fire to the bone, now diamonds in my skeleton
 I'm finally in my zone, doin' me, for the helluvit
 For the helluvit (for the helluvit, for the helluvit, for the helluvit)

 For the helluvit (for the helluvit, for the helluvit, for the helluvit)