You wouldn't do that Tyler, kill yourself or anyone
You don't even have the balls to begin with
What you need is me, someone to talk to
Uh, it's been a while since our last session
So, tell me what's been going on
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I'm not a f*cking role model （I know this）
I'm a 19 year old f*cking emotional coaster with pipe dreams
Since Kanye tweeted telling people he's bumping all of my shit
These mothaf*ckas think I'm supposed to live up to something? Shit
I'm still jacking off and proceeding my life careless
But getting more pussy cause I tell b*tches I'm Wood Harris （As you should）
From Philly to Paris, I'm getting these weird stares
At skateparks and airports all in the year, it's weird
Yonkers dropped and left them craniums mindf*cked
Now competition missing like that n*gga my mom f*cked
He still hasn't called me yet （That's not your fault）
But that's a whole f*cking different argument, shit I got over it
And the couple bucks in my pocket, so now I could go buy
A couple hot pockets and grandmom could stop cooking
Them nasty ass collard greens, pressures on me like this top hat
Bastard intro, how the f*ck I'm gonna top that?
Okay, you guys called me
I'm not a f*cking rapist or serial killer, I lied
Made a couple thou' and I just don't know what to buy yet
The 'Preme shit is free and I don't drink so f*ck a wine set
N*gga f*ck a mindset, my brain is an obscenity
F*cked in the head, I lost my mind with my virginity
Oh that's a triple three six, isn't he a devil worshiper?
Cause I'm too f*cking ignorant to do some research?
I'm the star of the group （Yeah）
So no one else gets the respect that they deserve cause of you
（Bastard was good though） What you think I record it for?
To have a bunch a critics to call my shit a bunch of horrorcore?
Like I didn't make Parade or Inglorious
Cause I'm too scared to tell my friends the way I really f*cking feel
Of course they only listen to lyrics about me pissin' off
In the tombs of Lara Croft, I'm getting pissed off
Message boards are on my dick, I need a pissing waiver
Let me bust one in they mouth, I know they feel the flavor
I ain't even skate anymore, I'm too f*cking busy
People excited thinking shit is so tight
Getting co-signs from rappers that I don't even like
What the f*ck you want me to do? Start to gobble his mic?
And start Jackson him off until his cock's blasting off?
F*ck that, these n*ggas ain't f*cking with me
Cause I don't listen to the Immortal of Tech of the nique
And all this underground bullshit that's never gon' peak
On the Billboard Top 20 and Jam of the Week
I'd rather listen to Badu and Pusha the T
And some Waka Flocka Flame instead of that real hip hop
That's bull of the sheet but they want to critique
Everything that we, Wolf Gang, has ever released
But they don't get it, cause it's not made for them
The n*gga that's in the mirror rapping, it's made for him
But they do not have the mindset, that same as him
I'm not weird, you're just a faggot, shame on him