[Verse 1]
Childish Gambino, yes my voice is annoying
So I don't talk, let the streets talk for me
Yeah these girls crazy, half got children
I hate their ex-boyfriends, call 'em Scott Pilgrim
I'm f**ing girls I really shouldn't be f**in' with
But if we get caught we just hand it off to our publicists
Plus I hang with some of their ex boyfriends
What can I say? I make bad choices
Culdesac dropped, day one, five figures
Fish fry n***a, fry mine bigger
Still unsigned, fans sayin', "What's the hold out?
When every show you've ever done's been sold out."
I always wondered what this hollywood would do to me
Who's that rappin', yo it's Troy from Community
f** that man, dude you lyin' like a Mu-f**
Besides, the beat's real good, but the lyrics s**s
Well I made the beat too, yeah, soak it in
I'm a phenom n***a, where the f** you been?
People say I should be more humble
I hope they understand, they don't listen when you mumble
It only takes a lie to make a dynasty crumble
That why I catch feelings and these other dudes fumble
I'm not playing, this music's something I care about
I take this sh** to the streets, watch me air it out
Get the check, deposit the sh** at Maxfield
Feelin' my self, I don't even need an ex-pill
I wish he'd do a funny rap, like SNL did
If I don't take myself serious, who the f** else will?
And to the critics with reviews that were more than sour
Is it strange having jobs I can do tomorrow
You b**hes don't like sh**, and it's kinda sad
I like food, s**, clothes, watching Breaking Bad
I'm something that these cool kids never really had
That's why these nerdy kids come find me on the internet
I wanna be different, I wanna do it good
Not another actor turn rapper in movies bout the hood
n***as say they want the real, but get mad when they hear the truth
Please forgive them, father, they're knowing not what they do
I make this music so these younger dudes don't have to choose
Trying to hate me means you really hate you
[Hook]
Life goes fast and I'm holding on tight
I let things go when I'm holding this mic
And it's six in the morn, I've been writing all night
If I keep on going, I'm hoping I might be
Untouchable ... untouchable ... untouchable
[Verse 2]
My dad called sayin', "Son are you okay?
I just listened to ‘The Last' on your mixtape"
Dad I'm fine, you just need to understand
When I'm rappin on a track, that's exactly who I am
And all my smart friends sayin, "I really liked your album dude"
"But you could be the next Mos Def if you wanted to"
Dear friends, I respect your responses
But my life is a dream, so I rap unconscious
I'm sorry guys, I hope I didn't let you down
I rap what I know and hope the fans will work it out
Not conceited but sick of trying to lay low
No d**, I'm just trying to tell 'ye "yo.”
Online dudes shouting out that they better than me
I'm doin' three other jobs, b**h you better be
Cause if you're trying really hard, that's embarra**ing
I won't stop until I'm f**ing running everything
The more I rap the more I'm harder to follow
I get a text from Questlove, I gotta call ‘em tomorrow
I'm coming harder than other dudes, so it's harder to swallow
That I'm blowin' up. Thirteen Mission: Apollo
f** n***as who doubted me eat your words, it's a feast
I used to hear nah's all the time like Kelis
f** the old Donald Glover, Yeah I'm glad he's deceased
Cause that sad weak being been replaced with a beast
[Hook]