Released on October 15, 2017

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My old teacher, the one who would give me lessons

Saw me the other day, and we got to reminiscin'

Said she heard "Neurotic", and thought it was so aggressive

That's my only life I'm busy makin' a mess of

Initially, I was tempted to say "Fuck you!"

I'm just trying to write some tight music to bump to

For sad teenagers to laugh and discover bud to

For old people like you to remember how to have fun to

Then I thought about it a second, and she was right

I can't go around bein' edgy all of my life

Like Peter Pan is a fully unrealistic story

About a boy who, during puberty

Never seemed to be horny

That's why that shit is so corny

I mean, do I want that?

Nah, I wanna outgrow the grounds I used to stomp at

Take all of my childish-type habits and dump that

In the trash with my diapers and hyper-masculine, dumb raps

Y'all won't have to babysit me

I'll live in society, and have mature relationships

And businesses will hire me when they see

That a major in philosophy was my degree

And when I make that table split

With all the skills that I can bring

Basically, it's time to be an adult

What follows is a body of work that will soothe the soul

As you listen to it, just keep the volume low

(spoken) 'Cause you might have neighbors, or shit, you know?

Hey! Trust me! I don't give a fuck

(....volcano...)

Trust me! I don't give a fuck

(....volcano...)

Look, I know I got anger I need to work on

Take it out in the music so none of y'all gettin' worked

I got a couple fanatics, but no one it gettin' hurt

Except my dick, 'cause I bag the batty like I'm a burqa...

Uhhh... or a hijab

I try to be polite, but I never do

A good job

I'm trying to turn it right, but I never

Loosen the knob

I'm trying to stick it through, but my life is

Not a kebab

(It's really not)

(Is he, is he)

Is he rebel without a cause?

Nah, I'm the devil who's countin' cards

Like trying to make hella money at twenty-one

And the odds are stacked against him

Like initial pickin' the Monty Hall

I realize words hurt, so I cut the bullshit

I heard the brain doesn't distinguish

Between a front kick and a diss

Honestly, I was gonna tell you to suck it

But if it's all the same

I'll fuck you up with some punches

Trust me! I don't give a fuck

(....volcano...)

Trust me! I don't give a fuck

(....volcano...)