[Intro]
You want someone to speak their mind and say some crazy sh*t and not give a f*ck what they say in any line, we hear some sh*t. Hate me for it, respect me for it, do as you please
I'm not asking you to get on your knees and slob on my D, sh*t
[Verse]
f*ck crunk, f*ck pop, f*ck rock, f*ck hip-hop
f*ck a genre, f*ck T. Million, f*ck Millionaires
f*ck BrokeNCYDE, f*ck the rappest band Blood on the Dance Floor
f*ck Jeffree Star, f*ck all these groupie whores
f*ck your band, f*ck the ground you stand
f*ck any f*ck on the social web
You deserve no cred, f*ck Sev, I don't look like or sound like that f*ck, f*ck StandBy Records, f*ck Neil Sheehan
f*ck his wife and kid with my bloody hand
f*ck a j*rk, f*ck a scene kid, f*ck a hippie
f*ck a hipster, f*ck a prep, f*ck a bum
f*ck any human being living or dead, f*ck your hair dude
f*ck your plugs, f*ck your attitude, f*ck your cool drugs
f*ck your skinny jeans, f*ck your tight tees
f*ck your tatt's, f*ck your ass with 10 spiked baseball bats
f*ck the world, f*ck this music sh*t, f*ck this beat
And mainly f*ck Spanky, f*ck Dot Dot Curve
And f*ck all you f*cks, I'm out