Intro: These people got me astonished I mean they want to talk smack behind my back Like what is it Is it that they scared of a black boy? It must be because they're use to the frat boy and sorority lifestyle How unreal they are gets me so mad I mean they act like they know me But it's straight cuz imma remain forthright and I guess they gonna stay fake First Verse: You people dumb stupid, stupid dumb No need to talk about your head shape and how it's a plum U said u chew on my mom like bubble gum Got drunk with some no brander so you call it f**in rum U can't trash talk cuz u small so just get bigga I'll shoot u in the head ain't afraid of no trigga Have u talked to me, no, so go figga? And since u messed with me imma have u disfigured Tore apart into two, three or maybe more How dumb and stupid u are with that I can't ignore Like little Einstein Imma go ahead and just explore Cuz I'm like way up in the sky and u just on the floor So let me think wat should I call this elevating label Maybe something that describes how ur careening and unstable And you talk about everyone even the ones u love But u won't block me from getting to the one that lives up above Now don't get me wrong, I'm not a saint because yes I sin But I truly try my hardest from deep down, yes, within Shocker but all my life I've been bullied time and time again But that don't phase me cuz I take their flaws as my win Every day I attempt and strive to be the best me But just wait cuz there will be a day when you can all see That can't anyone compare or get remotely close to me Cuz I'm so extraterrestrial, e.t Rapid Verse: I'm not supersonic, kryptonic, bionic, atomic, in a comic How ironic, I'm not sonic But I'm pawning any jokes that you use cuz I'm on it When I'm on it, lets me honest, that I'm fond and I'm runnin, like I'm sonic, but I'm not sonic, stop tauntin And start bein somethin that's more honest and to be honest Is like looking for that something that's continuously runnin for fun and Trying to look for some weird and strange city that's out there in London But I'm not here to be hauntin And rather be truthful unlike those who keep gunnin, punnin, and runnin I say telling the truth, never be frontin Third Verse: So I'm like past stupid, at least I hear that So if it's true then I guess I'll go duck and clear that Cuz these fakers tell lies and they just smear facts “oh your breath smells bad, so here's a tic-tac” And your like “Dom's retarded, and bro did you hear that He was acting bad trying to hold his f**in tear back?” Well for all you racist haters and all you Meerkats You can get drunk on your sorrows, so where's the beer at? Cuz u can't play ball with no form of clear bat To hit a home run with and dude your nowhere near that So you can go s** on some nuts and cheer that Cuz in reality I wasn't crying or trying to hold my tear back I say f** all of you b**hes, can u hear that? And I'll fade any one of you losers so go ahead and fear that Who cares that I'm not white yes I'm pure black So for all of you fakers ya'll can gone ahead and f**in steer back Hook: I don't mean to be vague but just know I'm not dumb It's not my fault that you're out there like my dangling thumb I don't need to be hyped what's the need to have friends I don't have to but Imma say this sh** again and again I don't need to smoke weed and I don't wanna get drunk I don't need to be like Wade just so that I can dunk I don't need to fit in and I swear that I'm not gonna break And I'm alienated cuz you fakers know I'm far beyond fake