1st Verse:
When I grew up I was rather broke / back when the world was an*logue
f**ed up cloth from a catalogue / soon I started f**ing with the pedagogues
The only way for me to be popular / only way I saw girls: through binoculars
Had a crush once, couldn't come in touch wit'her / cos a food-coupon wasn't enough for her
Always bullied in the schoolyard / till I hit that kid with a stool, hardly
Remember anyone stepping outta line from that time onward / no goon squad
No authority that could tell me anything, man / yeah, my balls grew large
However, still had a little pecker / but no f**ing way I'mma hit that double bagger
Cos soon these would be the days of the past / so which would be the ways that'd last?
Made up my mind when I swayed that cla**- / A-b**h to f** me and I came in her a**
“I don't give a f**” attitude it is / couldn't find a cuss f**ing as rude as this
First I was confused; I was new to this / being on top of the “cool-kids-list”
sh**, more like a cla** clown / but I proudly wore that crown / who's bad, now?
Fool, that's how / me gets f**ed up, being rubbish / but telling the truth flat-out
b**h, don't even think about getting snobbish with me / I'mma put you on your bu*tocks quickly
Any form of critique / bounces right off of me, all I hear lately is
Hook (x2):
Bullsh** / but it's okay I'm cool with it
Everytime you state that bullsh**
I go deaf / don't give two sh**s
Catch an attitude / if the shoe fits
Wear it, don't care, kid / you'll get
Faded out / you know, loose lips
Sink ships / all your mouth produces
All that comes out is (Bullsh**)
2nd Verse:
Can't tell me nothing, man cos you ain't did sh** with your life / man, this's your wife?!
Jealous of me cos of the things I do / you can't do that / who knew that
You'd be stuck with two brats / by the age of 22, that's too bad
Where the big yacht, where the pool at / me living this freely really must drive you mad
Really though / when you hear me flow / syllables like it's nothing, boy, coming out your stereo
Far from mediocre / take a minute, yo / to digest- constipated? What a pity, hoe
My life's like reckless driving / b**h, I'm always restless, diving
Into any senseless fighting / long as this heart's beating in my chest it's rivaling
So make no mistake, I ain't slowing down / boy, ain't no debate, b**h, it's on now
When you're facing your fate, you will know how / easy and great life can go, wow
It ain't giving in, on the contrary / you ain't listening, I'm here to win
Pissing against the wind / but no quandary / every single sin is like I'm differen-
-tiating from you boring c*nts / man, I told you more than once:
I don't give two sh**s about your opinion / it's me against the world
f** what you heard / everything I do's the right choice / them words': just white noise
That sh** don't even concern / that's why everytime I see them; I just flip ‘em the bird like: “not giving a f**”
Hook x2