| Something's wrong today | |
| I cross the barricade | |
| The police lines evaporate | |
| What will | |
| I do with all this empty space | |
| Seas part for my parade | |
| Traffic stops to give me right of way | |
| How will I fill all this empty space? | |
| Just hold my breath and dive in | |
| This beat could win me a grammy! [repeat] | |
| The hole is so big and the gap is so wide | |
| Now you're humpin' me | |
| With hip-hop beats every night | |
| Put a cloud up over all | |
| I've done | |
| And now I'm coming back | |
| Hit the ball before they're gonna forget | |
| No matter who | |
| I am And see how low | |
| I can go This beat could win me a grammy | |
| This beat could win me a grammy! [repeat] | |
| In the hole all alone | |
| I want a sympathy vote | |
| I'll take a promenade | |
| I'll take the scenic route | |
| And I can't put a band aid over the ? in me | |
| No matter who | |
| I am, I ****ing am, just can't | |
| Because I'm over remembering her | |
| And her romeo | |
| I wish I didn't know | |
| This beat could win me a grammy | |
| Voices commemorate | |
| Like wind in dried grass | |
| What will | |
| I do with all this broken glass | |
| Seven years of good luck | |
| This beat could win me a grammy |