I'm your motherf**ing father, f*ggots
Plus I'm your motherf**ing f*ggot father
Plus I'm a f**ing f*ggot that f**s you and laughs it off till I'm f**ing your asthma problem
And that's some drastic motherf**er karma so pop an acid tab
Cause that's exactly what's up with you f**ing f*ggots, you punk
To your f**ing statements covered by these f**ing magazines
All perked in our basements, til c*nts just think that nothing matters
And you're wasted and smack the f** out Rihanna
Guess that's what you get for your s*ut persona
That's what the world wants, a girl c*nt that talks about how much she wants to [moans]
I'm about to blow my motherf**ing brains out
Because it's cool, cause it's true, plus I want someone to f**ing listen
And this is pretty much the only way you'll pay attention
Which is retarded if you think about it. But why think about it?
Why just knock it off your rocker, f**in' drink and shout at
What's wrong with the world so you can learn some sh** you think is outlet
Slit your wrist to it, listen to Chris' music
Keep pumpin' your f**in' fist to this bullsh**
Piss on the flag that has nurtured you
Offend your rights, persecute, do some dumb sh**
Loose on the run from the f**in' law that shoot your guns at
Cause you're the f**in' gangster you claim to be aren't you?
Too f**in' dangerous and harmful for just one statement or lawsuit
This money and label's painted across you
But that's not gonna make us remorseful