Intro:
These people got me astonished
I mean they want to talk smack behind my back
Like what is it
Is it that they scared of a black boy?
It must be because they’re use to the frat boy and sorority lifestyle
How unreal they are gets me so mad
I mean they act like they know me
But it’s straight cuz imma remain forthright and I guess they gonna stay fake
First Verse:
You people dumb stupid, stupid dumb
No need to talk about your head shape and how it’s a plum
U said u chew on my mom like bubble gum
Got drunk with some no brander so you call it fuckin rum
U can’t trash talk cuz u small so just get bigga
I’ll shoot u in the head ain't afraid of no trigga
Have u talked to me, no, so go figga?
And since u messed with me imma have u disfigured
Tore apart into two, three or maybe more
How dumb and stupid u are with that I can’t ignore
Like little Einstein Imma go ahead and just explore
Cuz I’m like way up in the sky and u just on the floor
So let me think wat should I call this elevating label
Maybe something that describes how ur careening and unstable
And you talk about everyone even the ones u love
But u won't block me from getting to the one that lives up above
Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not a saint because yes I sin
But I truly try my hardest from deep down, yes, within
Shocker but all my life I’ve been bullied time and time again
But that don’t phase me cuz I take their flaws as my win
Every day I attempt and strive to be the best me
But just wait cuz there will be a day when you can all see
That can’t anyone compare or get remotely close to me
Cuz I’m so extraterrestrial, e.t
Rapid Verse:
I’m not supersonic, kryptonic, bionic, atomic, in a comic
How ironic, I’m not sonic
But I’m pawning any jokes that you use cuz I’m on it
When I’m on it, lets me honest, that I’m fond and I’m runnin, like I’m sonic, but I’m not sonic, stop tauntin
And start bein somethin that’s more honest and to be honest
Is like looking for that something that’s continuously runnin for fun and
Trying to look for some weird and strange city that’s out there in London
But I’m not here to be hauntin
And rather be truthful unlike those who keep gunnin, punnin, and runnin
I say telling the truth, never be frontin
Third Verse:
So I’m like past stupid, at least I hear that
So if it’s true then I guess I’ll go duck and clear that
Cuz these fakers tell lies and they just smear facts
“oh your breath smells bad, so here’s a tic-tac”
And your like “Dom’s retarded, and bro did you hear that
He was acting bad trying to hold his fuckin tear back?”
Well for all you racist haters and all you Meerkats
You can get drunk on your sorrows, so where’s the beer at?
Cuz u can’t play ball with no form of clear bat
To hit a home run with and dude your nowhere near that
So you can go suck on some nuts and cheer that
Cuz in reality I wasn’t crying or trying to hold my tear back
I say fuck all of you bitches, can u hear that?
And I’ll fade any one of you losers so go ahead and fear that
Who cares that I’m not white yes I’m pure black
So for all of you fakers ya'll can gone ahead and fuckin steer back
Hook:
I don’t mean to be vague but just know I’m not dumb
It’s not my fault that you’re out there like my dangling thumb
I don’t need to be hyped what’s the need to have friends
I don’t have to but Imma say this shit again and again
I don’t need to smoke weed and I don’t wanna get drunk
I don’t need to be like Wade just so that I can dunk
I don’t need to fit in and I swear that I’m not gonna break
And I’m alienated cuz you fakers know I’m far beyond fake
