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Hey, don't do anything that I say in song, okay? It's fuckin' fiction
If anything happens, don't fuckin' me, white America, fuck Bill O'Reilly
4, 3, 2, 1

1]
What the fuck I look like I'm sorry
To a bunch of fucking fags that potentially harm me?
I ain't never gonna bow down to expectations
By the way, I got sixty Wolves that'll guard me
That skate hard, Thrash hoodies, try something
Make sure fuckin' feelings end up up in a Glad bag
Fuck all opinions, I'm tyin' 'em with a shoestring
And fuck the fat lady, over when all the kids sing

Kill people, shit, fuck school
I'm fuckin' radical,
Left, right, left,

2]
Fuck cops, I'm a fucking star
Rebellion and defiance makes my muthafuckin' hard
Fuck pigs, fuck all some fucking retards
Fuck school, I'm a up? Fuck Harvard
I got no fucking money (Hey mom)
I ain't got no muthafuckin' daddy, he teach me shit
Child support ain't come that still ain't bought me anything
Fuck the fat lady, it's over all the kids sing

Fuck your traditions, your positions
Fuck your religions, fuck your
They're not mine, you let 'em go
We can be ourselves, but you gotta let us
You let 'em go

Dr. TC]
You gotta let these go, man
It's not sense to you right now but
All these little you got, they're not shit
All this rebellion, all crazy shit you got, saying this shit
Getting too old for shit, man, you gotta grow out of it
Growing up, your dreams are bigger
You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get
I'm being real (Nigga fuck you)
I'm just trying to you man, trust me
(Look, I mature day day nigga
You don't know shit, you're a therapist)