See the funny thing about y'all talkin'
Is I already k**ed ya
Already took the f**ing blade
And stuck it all the way through ya
Smashed your everglade
Like my name is Godzilla
Man f** the media
f** the Wikipedia
When you're at wits end
That sh** is only feedin' ya
If you a real Backpacker
Then pack like the Packers
And you can be a multitasker
Still right in the rafters
Like we never coming down
We just sick of the laughter
Ways to run you down
That's what they run after
Waves to gun you down
So you better run faster
Starving to run this town
Happily ever after
You actors
You Slackers
You ragtag Back Trackers
Don't got a pretty face
Eyes like a teen's pants
That is a metaphor for baggy
I got an awkward stance
But my attitude Superior
Look into awkward eyes
I could stare right through you
Don't even need to try
I know stupid people when I see them
It's literally a gift
But I'll admit I'm a bomb
Do not get me pissed
Back to Packers with Aaron Rodgers
Calm with a pinch
Like a soggy Elliot Rodgers
In parking with my dodger
Ready to rush you like the Chargers
Armies out and about
And they tryin' to starve us
Y'all took you dignity
And threw it out the window
Like I'm ‘posed to be scared
Of a little white skittle
Like my team gonna lose
To some Malcolm in the Middle
Sure you solved the problem
But where is the solution
Without the solution
We can't sign a constitution
Without a constitution
You can't be Confucian
Contemplatin' and waitin'
Whole team gonna bug ya
Once you start hatin'
We aim for the jugula'
Once we pa** you
The ground will be huggin' ya
I just keep talkin'
Listen to me ramble
Hunt you through the jungle
Like my first names Rambo
If I had my team
We would be dressed in camo
Lookin' like a bush
All dressed in flannel
f** that X-Factor sh**
What they sayin' on panel
It's all rejection
Just change your channel
Sometimes I hear em say
What goes around, comes around
But when I go around
All I see is bums around
Not here to confuse ya
Not here to lose ya
If I tried I could break you
Yeah so screw ya
Parties without y'all
That's sh**s a Hallelujah
Look more sh**heads
Hey how ya do ya?
All I hear is the "The plug"
But what the f** is it good for
You walk around smug
That's boot stains on your wood floor
The ideal hustlin'
That violates all you stood for
Get a job and do bustlin'
Why you sayin' hood for?
More hood in a sweater
What the f** you good for?
I.D.G.T
W.T.F.U
I don't get tired
Who the f** is you?
I'm all wired
You must be wifi
Y'all get disconnected
I just watch time fly
Ain't unplugging me
I'm in my high tide
Stickin' the plug in your a**
Y'all just need some chargin'
Come back at maybe half past
You won't be so lethargic
Raid y'all compound
You Osama bin laden
This ain't a diss
It's the keys to a garden
Fits on fits happen
Stay away from the spouse
I'll ask again
What's this sh** about?
Options options options
There's so many options
Can't tell if I'm writin'
Or just spittin' out lightnin'
Nothing but whimsical
That sh** is frightnin'