[Instrumental Intro]

[Verse 1]
First off, fuck broke n***as with gold teeth
And the fat fuckers who wear skinny jeans
All proceeds go to the foundation for dumb hoes
Who need more money for new weave
Pot smokers need more cash for weed
Shit, my Netflix broke man, I can't watch Blue Streak
Put your hands in the sky, my brother
If you took a test high and passed with flyin' colors
Cosmogramma, I don't need your spell check
Just to show my money's good
N***as, can you spell "check"? (check)
I'm on some fuck ya life shit
Ever since they turned my Aquarius to a Pisces
Now I'm flip-flopping through these zodiac signs
Trying to find the one that understands I'm a liar
Another day in the life of a n***a who thinks that every chick is a wife
But I had this one bitch (Yeah)
But fuck it, I had to leave her man (Why?)
I found out the bitch was a Mac Miller fan
Me and that n***a go together like
Black bitches and natural hair
That sing cracker-rap, don't go there
Bible said "Don't put no gods before me"
So comparin' me to anyone is blasphemy
So I'mma keep rappin' circles
'Round these Eminem wannabes
As long as Rick is gay, and the government is taxing me
I hate n***as with white girl problems
Here's a memo dude, hip-hop does not like you
When you gettin' chased out of your class, come and see me (Okay)
When you can't afford no food on your table, come and see me (Okay)
When you redneck deep in a sea of confederate flags
And your own fucking dad
Accuse you of being a (fucking fag)
Fuck!
(Don't say that) (Don't fucking say that, shit!)
(Motherf- Damn)
[Verse 2]
Put up, or shut up
Pussy ass n***a, get your nuts up
You better get up, get out
And get something, my man
But oh, you suck at real life motherfucker, stick to 4chan
Here's the floor plan
Get money and buy enough minks to skin a PETA fan
Flyer than Peter Pan
Born in the era of records from Aaliyah
And Angry Beavers, pre-sheen
Give me a scene
Best believe I've seent it
My fucking girl left me for a paraplegic
Now, how you think that makes me feel?
When I'm at home jacking off (word)
Waiting for a deal
Bragging about my size, no escape for me
I don't puff black, snort, smoke weed
Watching TLC
Till' I found out the n***a with the biggest dick
Looks like somebody from the cast of "Glee" (Haha!)

[Verse 3]
I'm foolish, I'm atheist, I'm crazy
I'm completely racist, I hate you bitch
You gotta understand
In order to be a man, you need a man
I just never had the chance
Wasn't really rich, but not poor
Just somewhere in the middle, classified me as ignored
What the fuck is a food stamp?
You never had a crouton?
Mommy won′t face me
N***as trying to shank me
Paris Hilton hates me
And only Jesus can save me, right?
You believe me, right?
Hands up if you live your life wrong
And you let the song finish to get a play in your iPod
In my head, yo, I'm cooler than a bitch
But in reality, you ain't shit
I ain't shit, we're all fools
Just a couple things I learned in Sabbath School (shit)
[Instrumental Outro]