[Intro: Dr. TC]
So, you tell me that everything just isn't going well
Well, first off
[Verse 1]
My only problem is d**h
f** heaven, I ain't showing no religion respect
Brain damage, therapy's the only thing I regret
Talking to me is like a f**ing body missing its neck
But, I'm surprised I ain't pop off my top off
Life is a b**h and my co*k's soft, the Glock's co*ked
My hands trembled, my finger's slipped, the wall's red
Her life is f**ed, she's sad now, her son is dead
[Hook]
I told her I'm her worst nightmare
This is hell, you don't ever gotta fight fair
My spirit floats around in the night air
Or in your day dreams, that's how d**h seems
[Verse 2]
When I was younger, I would smile a lot
I'm getting older, getting bolder, but a wiser top
Now I'm drunk driving, lap's full of Budweiser tops
Life is a movie and you're just a prop
They begged me to stop, but I listen like deaf drums
Love? I don't get none, that's why I'm so hostile to the kids that get some
My father called me to tell me he loved me
I'd have a better chance of getting Taylor Swift to f** me
Annoying and I'm ugly, most n***as wanna punch me
I'm surprised the f**ing doctor even touched me
Feel like Humpty, you hoping that I'll fall? f** y'all
I'm Ace, I'm parentless, odd, kinda arrogant
Ignorant as f**, offend people for the hell of it
Because I am the devil, f**er, get on my level
Doughnuts and keys and kick-flips, Supremes and markers
My life is Ms. Mon-unique Parker, but a little darker, I'll see you in a couple, OF
[Hook]
[Interlude: Dr. TC]
Tyler, here's some water man
You seem a little tense... how's Thebe?
[Verse 3]
All because a n***a just don't give a f**
Parents wanna blame me all because their kid is f**ing up
But f** that, you're a sh**ty parent, face it, s** it up
That's what you shoulda did before that n***a bust, huh
Feel like I missed my little brother growing up
Feel like my little brother missed his brother growing up
But this is Golf Wang, like he missed his family growing up
I got a little taller since the last time you seen me, brah
Now I'm emo, so f** it, I'm pouring up
But I never had a drink, (Sydney, Tyler's throwing up!)
My n***a Jasper said if I drink and get drunk enough
I won't feel the feelings I be feeling when I'm sobered up
But that's a f**ing lie, why would he say that I'm
As emotionally straight as Travis when he's...(Tyler, calm down)
Don't look at me, I'm 6'5", about to f**ing cry
About another guy, but this is Golf Wang, do or die
I finally had a family
Domo's in another state, and where the f** is Riley?
Now you n***as wanna be nice because the labels wanna sign me
But before the co-signing and you f**ers couldn't find me?
f** that! I hope you die in a fiery d**h
One ear I got kids screaming, "O.F. is the best"
The other ear I got Tron Cat, asking where the bullets and the bombs at
So I can k** these levels of stress, sh**
They say that I'm shock value
How about you hop off co*k and turn volume down?
I haven't got around to telling my mom sh** (why?)
Cause I don't know how to...(whoa)
All I want is her support, BUT NO it's the fights at home
When mommy cusses out cousin, some knifes get shown
Now she's really f**in' pissed, so the knives get thrown
And hit her in her f**ing neck, now her throat's all gone
Looking like a f**ing monster from the Twilight Zone
Then they wonder why I stay at Travis' pad with a backpack
For the whole week, full of plastic-wrapped black tees
And deodorant like his house is my home
I could live with the same hat
And the same flat-screen TV watching Flapjack
And the same bacon and waffles on a nice Saturday
Where I skate with the same f**ing friends that
Didn't give a f** about fame or a name, oh
"Message from The GZA, oh, another one from Plain Pat"
Email full of emails, I never write back
Ain't k** myself yet, and I already want my life back
[Hook]
[Verse 4]
One shot, two shots, one gun, two cops
I'm blowin' them flu shots, couldn't k** me with two top rockers
You're on the side of f*ggots and co*k blockers
I'm on the side of bad-a** kids and the top notches
I'm Barney, dinosaur Harley of a human
Cause I'm shrooming with the bangers and the carneys
You n***as can't harm me cause y'all know that
We at the f**in' Dirty like it's laundry (Tyler, calm down)
n***a, get off me
[Outro]
(Calm down, man)
f** off me man, f** (what's gotten into you?)
I don't know, it's like I'm a different person at times
Sometimes I'm f**ing mad, sometimes I'm not (yeah, you...)
It's like I got a f**ing voice in my head
Telling me to do all this f**ed up sh**, man (yeah, what's this?)
I don't f**ing know, man (what's this person named then, Tyler, huh?)
He tells me to do this sh**, that I don't wanna f**ing do (what's his name?)
Tron Cat