Released on November 11, 2025

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[Chorus]

Please state your name for the record

Cal Scruby in this motherfucker, yeah, present

Please state your name for the record

Cal Scruby in this motherfucker right here


[Verse 1]

A master of none but a jack of all trades

Lately, I've been slacking off fapping all day

Scatterbrained, always getting mad at small things

Prolly 'cause somebody threw my Adderall away

It's best if we don't go dig in the trash

Please stay out the yard, snakes live in the grass

30 milligrams that I hid in thе stash

Had to split the shit in half just to finish the task

From the mеtro to a digital dash

I reminisce on the past when I was sitting in class

And I was hoping they would sign me like the kid with a cast

It's too late now, don't even ask me that

I use ten percent of my brain, half my libido

Any more than that is probably bad for the ego

Thinkin' 'bout your dad's big ass in a Speedo

Lookin' like an old tan, fat Tim Tebow

Now I'm bricked up like Shaq at the free throw line

It's hard being me sometimes

An eye for an eye, if you see both sides

You can watch the blind lead the blind


[Pre-Chorus]

I solemnly swear to tell the truth

The whole truth, and nothing but the truth

There's no reason to lie

Got nothing to hide, got nothing to lose

I'm still here, y'all can't get rid of me

(I'm still here, y'all can't get rid of me)

I'm still here, y'all can't get rid of me

(Sheeeeeit)


[Chorus]

Please state your name for the record

Cal Scruby in this motherfucker, yeah, present

Please state your name for the record

Cal Scruby in this motherfucker right here


[Verse 2]

Saturday, I sat around thinkin' "Who's next?"

Didn't wonder why the Feds haven't made a move yet

The guy on the Channel 9 news

Said they found five suits dead in a toolshed

So there's gotta be a screw loose in the dude's head

He a crack-pusher, everything he use bootleg

No U87, no Bluetooth tech

He just walk up in the studio and paint the room red

Like he Bob Ross carryin' a sawed off shotgun

Holdin' that baby like it's a Dachsund, blaow

Talkin' like he not top ten, bitch, how?

He locked in, someone call the locksmith now

Cracked the code, I can't believe that worked

The password just "password" backwards

On his laptop, found a half-verse

It's a manifesto, they my last words


[Pre-Chorus]

I solemnly swear to tell the truth

The whole truth, and nothing but the truth

There's no reason to lie

Got nothing to hide, got nothing to lose

I'm still here, y'all can't get rid of me

(I'm still here, y'all can't get rid of me)

I'm still here, y'all can't get rid of me

(Sheeeeeit)


[Chorus]

Please state your name for the record

Cal Scruby in this motherfucker, yeah, present

Please state your name for the record

Cal Scruby in this motherfucker right here

[Outro: Clay Davis]

Think I'm gonna be the scapegoat for the whole damn machine?

Sheeeeeit