text: Id tell him to eat a dick quicker than Mexicans sprint over borders
  I give a fuck like a quarter with 20 cent
  At Hamptons with Fred Hampton relaxing at Happy Camper
  Its the fucking at Hamptons wasnt relaxing, Im taxing
  Fuck em all!s what Im chanting, dont complain, Im just ranting
  Fuck ranking, Im the best, Im the champions chariot
  Im a liar like Carrey in Liar Liar
  Im dirtier than the sheets in the Marriott, cable guy like Larry
  Peter Pan in my youth, fucking fairies 
  Im using my tooth bait to get that bitch teeth paste
  Fuck it, Odd Future some Nazis , black Nazis dont copy 
  We perfect, you sloppy , hotter than Saki Takei 
  Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet
  Screw you like a black teen on Judge Hatchett 
  Hang with thrashers and jackers, drug dealers and crackers
  AP students and slackers, Im backwards
  Like Jermaine Dupri in 93, escaping from concentration camps
  With a fucking girl board and a ramp
  That I ordered from CCS with some diamonds thats VVS
  Like I went to Sierra Leone in a homecoming dress 
  With some matching pink panties, lipstick from my granny
  Sup on my hat like that motherfucker friendly
  White red-headed bitch reminded me of Annie
  She dino like my state of mind, so yeah she understand me 
  Fuck You Bunch is here, never disrespect my family
  That’s for my little brother, sister, cousin and my auntie 
  Wasted fucking youth? All you old niggas antiques
  We go skate, rape sluts and eat donuts from Randy
  Bitches like Tia Landry watching Billy and Mandy 
  Motherfuckers wanna be Odd but you cant be 
  Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot 
  I guess I got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper
  From Los Ange area anytime Im fucking landing
  Fuck 2DopeBoyz and NahRight
  Shoutout to Hype Trak, them motherfuckers could never get rid of me
  Guess I gotta do a fucking song with Dom Kennedy
  Get these fucking hip hop bloggers to start feeling me
  Because Im seventeen, compose my own beats
  Lyrically Im dope enough to ass-fuck the dude who made nicotine
  Maybe I should buy some Hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans
  And follow in your footsteps like a motherfucking millipede
  Centipede, make songs about Gucci and ciga-weed
  Jerk with my freshmen like its some motherfucking little league
  No, Im not no fucking hipster, mister
  No, Im not no fucking Kid Cudi, all my fucking fans love me
  Collaboration hits for fans screaming fuck buddies 
  Yo, yo
  Im driving in a stolen truck, and Im probably fucking drunk
  Wasted as fuck, cant walk it out, DJ Unk 
  My nose is filled with coke and my license is revoked
   Who the fuck told me not to spoke? 
  Fuck everybody here, everybody vanished
  Im managed, hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich
  Everybody listening can suck my dick in Spanish
   Fuck you , faggot 
  Hahaha, yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record
  I was, I was probably angry, probably on my period
  But um, I didn’t mean to offend anyone
  Alright, Im lying
  O-F