[Verse 1: MxRCUS ALEXIS]

Mama just got her Master's

I'ma toot my own brasses

All that shit you keep moving, feel like you moving it backwards

All this shit I keep moving, feel like we need a new address

All these verses I'm preaching feel like I need me a tablet

Mama mama I promise, pilot this shit like Denzel

We can't see what you talking, I hope that shit come in braille

Boy, I'm so proud of myself, but don't acknowledge it still

'cept these small celebrations on occasions, oh I-I-I

Surfs up, cowabunga, got the wave now

All this sauce, my lord, where the breakdown

Take no breaks, I'm on my way

Fuck what they say, 'cause I can't relate, nah-nah

[Chorus]

I can't relate (can't relate)

I can't relate (can't relate)

I can't relate (can't relate)

I can't relate

[Verse 2: Cyrus]

Plenty floors with the box fan blowing, phone off

Plenty fans think the floor getting smaller, oh well

I done smoked a few blunts, but it's been a while now

Something like, I don't know, I ain't really keeping count

Every line got a date, every date got a line, don't it

Every goal I tend to make, got a line through it now

Only time I'm getting bored, is when y'all talking

I guess I never could relate to some nobodies

But I see through all the bullshit now

It's nothing but a bunch of lunch table gossip now

I guess I couldn't relate, I guess I'm just who they say

But fuck it, if that's the truth, then y'all can keep it, I'm straight

[Chorus]

I can't relate (can't relate)

I can't relate (can't relate)

I can't relate (can't relate)

I can't relate

[Verse 3: Cyrus]

I was real stressed (real stressed)

Shit, I'm still stressed (still stressed, hit the iceberg)

Steer this ship 'til my eyes hurt

Ride this wave 'til I crash, or..

Find my way to the next one (the next one, gone)

Hundred miles an hour

What's another hour?

Don't give me that look

That's the look that caused us problems

You should read a book, shut your phone off (phone off)

Fuck the internet, that shit ain't real, that's on God

I've been doing fine, that's the biggest lie

I ain't doing well, and you ain't doing fine

Ain't left the crib in weeks, I've hardly brushed my teeth

Stay at home, I'm dad as fuck, I got the loosest jeans

I've just been making beats, while y'all just make shit up

What's it like being a loser, cause that's you as fuck

I've made a lot of records, I've dropped a lot of songs

So tell my motherfucking haters they can sing along

[Chorus]

I can't relate (cause I can't, I can't, I can't)

I can't relate (cause I can't, I can't, I can't)

I can't relate (I can't relate to you, I can't relate to you)

I can't relate

I can't relate, I can't relate, no

I can't relate, I can't relate, no

I can't relate, I can't relate to you

I can't relate to you, no-no

I can't relate