(Verse)
I wasn't the type of kid that would be the smartest
Getting my head hit so many times, I felt retarded
Teachers would yell and kids would be laughin'
It was hell, but I'd be the devil
to think I wanted to half ‘em
Into two bits, I have crazy illusions
Slice them vertically with a machete; I'm a luna-tic
A two face, one friendly and one that'd lose it
The Australian Trevor, I have many loose bricks
I'm no Brit, why do you always assume shit?
Check out the “about” page of my Youtube bitch
Yes, I'm not sick, I need to improve this
I know some want me to stop, but the pen
I can't remove it
But yo, I don't know what I'm doing with my life
I tell ‘em I want to do music, they think it ain't right
So, I'm in front of the comp every day and every night
Thinking about the work I can do, I have plenty in mind
But I just can't be fucked, it's time to push then rush
Like racing to the front of the stage, put them hands up
I still need to practice this magic, understand cunt

I will be attackin' so fantastic like Gandalf
Some rappers are dumbasses need to be handheld
To class and remain active on these damn shelves
Bring it back to a time I was like ‘oh damn girl'
The way you pose on your front cover
these are urges I can't control
In my mind, sometimes I say fuck it
So now I'm fittin' to have bat as I remain in public
I still have the decency to clean up the insane mess
What should I use? Oh, this Lil Wayne disc
I don't pay shit unless it's amazin'
And won't play shit if you don't deserve to be famous
If I was the hater of Adam Purski, I'd say this
“What's this? Who would want this in their playlist?
My fucking ears feel like
they're getting fucking raped, bitch
Just quit, and quit those other things you gay Brit”

And I'd be laughing my ass off when you comment
Slap down my nuts on your forehead so fast like two comets
I wanna be independent, so fuck off with the offers
I can do what you do on the net, so what's the point of it?
You say your company slays and works wonders?
I'd do it on the net while I play video games and work often
On these lyrics, now what the fuck do you want to see?
I say some dumb shit and you're like “oh, more please! ”
I say real life things and it's like “cut that horse shit P”
So I need to tell a story while I finger a whore? Jeez
Well here it is, this was the mix up
Add some treble, then add some bass and compress it, uh
Wouldn't have a clue what to choose with my day
What to do or listen to, there's a nuke in my brain

These lyrics are not strong, ah well
What the fuck? Go to the gym
and let the words lift a barbell?
No, leave those earphones in, I'm not done
When I'm finished, haters pull ‘em out
and see blood like your tampons
Maybe I should try different voices
Like the American accent I had
when I first started rappin', “Boy
I'm just settin' myself up to spit venom
So I get chicks like Mary Jane and get them into bed with
Me then leave, and if she phones me at the house
I'll drown her as I continuously spray my Symbiote
in her mouth”
What the fuck did I grow up to become?
A lot of people doubted when I wanted to make rap songs
Calling me names, but it didn't go for that long
Get up on stage, rap and flow with claps happen-ing
Got their hands ups, that's love
But fucked up a bit, man, that sucked
However, I loved it one bit, wanted to rap long-er
That definitely made the doubters shut their mouths up
So here I am, still doing it today
I guess the verbal and physical attacks was worth the pain
This is what I had to say
This is what I had to say
If you don't like what I had to say
Fuck off and suck a dick, that'll be great