[intro: Donald Trump]

So Putin is now saying it’s independent …

I said “how smart is that?” and he’s gonna go in and be a peace keeper…

We could use that on our southern border, thats the strongest peace force i’ve ever seen, there were more army tanks than i’ve ever seen, and they’re gonna keep peace alright…

I know him very well, very, very well

[verse]

I feel like a zombie, walk with no emotion

I’m not even thеre half the time im on a diffеrent fuckin planet

And i ain't smoked no weed, and i ain't got no green

I’m built lean, leaner than beef (very, very well)

I’m built lean motherfucker im tiny

Mind in the place where the motherfuckin mimes be

I be wishin my life away

When i was 13 my birthday wish was to die at 17

I mean, what else do you expect from me?

A suicidal kid making songs like this at 14

Tryna make a name like i would ever fuckin make it

I’m barely gettin by off my friends kindness (very, very well)

I’m lyin, im motherfuckin psycho

I need to stop cussing, i need to stop screaming

I need to calm down and work on my emotions

Cause when im in the real world no parents to fall back on

This is for the bitches who told me i cannot rap

This is for the ho’s who told me my tracks were wack

Well lookie now, look at yourself in the mirror

You boppin yo head while i play thru your speakers (very, very well)

Tupac said “we never gonna change”

I thought he was wrong, till i started feeling the same

The race-less faces all around me fake

I’ll never find a god and ill never renew my faith

Well on this beat i just may, get rid of my dismay

The piano chords playing soundly in my brain

I wonder if i was a bit taller then she would fuck with me

I wonder if she really hate me and think im ugly (very, very well)

I need to get up and out the dirt

Brush my self off, bottle up all the hurt

The girl sitting next to me dont even know me

We’ve been friends for months yet she still do not know me

I wonder if i was gone tomorrow would anybody care?

I think they would, maybe, im just guessing here

I can't even look at myself in the mirror

The horror from this thriller that im wording, word to J Dilla (very, very well)

When i write stories, they’re personal experience

The last song on “HATE” really gave me a way

To look into my past and not let it fuckin change me

The kid, the skater, and the main character they were all me

Kid me got molested and tested into oblivion

Teen me became numb and i couldn't feel the blade

Adult me was so sick and tired of all the pain

So i went in-fuckin-sane and ate a couple brains (very, very well)

I see the same outcome for me at 30

Gotta wrap this shit up, and down a 40

My liver beggin me to stop drinking till morning

But in about 3 days my family will be in mourning

Kai

[outro: Andy Kaufman]

I think you should straighten up a little bit, i think you should, i- i- i- you- you should look in the mirror sometimes and think, “wh- what am i doing? w- why am i this way?”…

I dont know why you’re doing this, its not good and it’s not healthy, it’s not right…

You- you’re a genius, you really are

You’re a genius…