Greyhat - Thanks for the tip. (mud butt and Pepto.) lyrics

You're far too kind... [Verse] My phone vibrated: nine favorites and a few retweets Beats me; I'm still trying not to beat off or become a fixture on a Kidz Bop CD Light or dark? Branded at birth, but can't find the mark Can't decide if I want to be pure, or eat J. Law's a** in the heart of a sewer This is great place to grow; I say this art is manure If you feel I'm the sh**, it's ‘cause I live it And my life is sh**ty, so my art imitates it If you think it's sh**, then you probably don't get it ‘Cause, hey, if you diss it, I'm still the sh**, which is saying that I'm real, which probably means you're fake How's that for a SAT an*logy? For all these raps, I will make a tutor's salary I didn't start doing this ‘cause it's lucrative ... I started doing this ‘cause I'm a lunatic I want stardom sans all of the compromise I want a faithful girlfriend with Madonna's mind... mid-80s I want everyone to play me I want Fox News to hate me I want compliments I don't know what to do with The fact remains I'm still a gauche college student And that girl won't care that I made a good thing that ended up on some blogs that she probably would read, if she knew they existed Ignorance is bliss in this universe of ours I disagree with it, but- I can't say Wikipedia doesn't depress Scott Card hates gays? Color me vexed Even still, I feel just like Ender And if I knew Petra, I'd befriend her But alas, I'm alone on my a**, scratching it because my throne gave me a rash Certified prince of the forgotten Screaming on their behalf, I'm seldom being solemn Gathered what was left of my spirit and attacked Ignored the thoughts in mind nearest to the back Sticked it to the stone-faced doubters with bones to pick I'm breaking barriers using words alone, but it's- Speak now and forever lose peace of mind in exchange for accolades and pizza I don't have pay for Thanks, corporate sponsor Now, I'll lose fans who think I've lost my honor... to gain a platform Which is basically shooting dice at stardom's backdoor Everything's a gamble, I'm starting to ramble I just want this to translate to candles at dinners with childhood crushes that looked me up and now see a reason to f** with the renegade puppet I'm out of control, but you just might love it I'm out of control, but you just might love it I'm out of control, but you just might love it I'm out of control