Doubted by everyone who’s been watching me

But that ain’t stopping me

I’m rising up now, like I’ve got the soda pop in me

Wonka I’m dark like the chocolate

Talk a little bit to the chick on couch with the nice tits

Super convoluted my rhythm you can’t refute it

I’m demonstrating that without Nike I still can do it

I’m another kid with all the talent bottled up inside of me

Cause if you wanna fly, you gotta start as a Caterpie

Doesn’t happen magically, unless you’re a Freak

I don’t Everest because I’m approaching my peak

Ya get it? I’m sure you don’t, I don’t condone

You’re the worst of all the parts, like attack of the clones

Idiot, I started 2012 down with the coconut

Too bad my memory is remembering the memory of

Juggling, uh huh I let the truth be told

And I’ll save you all the time, by keeping it general

Never got the dreaded alphabetical report card

ABCDF but you can surf cars

I keep my mornings super simple, no bakin

Breakfast krispy, but still no bacon

I ain’t faking, and don’t mind you hatin on what I am makin

Fixing up some deviled eggs, and I’m giving em to satan

Oh my God, I’ve got it backwards, he’s a dog

These lines are running through my head, but I spit em easy like I jog

That was just verse 1

One more to go

Alright I’m back, for another round of fun

Lyrics on the paper cause you couldn’t TypeOne

Boi! I wish to make the money though I’m unemployed

Making the green, but don’t give me any bok choy

And I’ve welcomed the fact that I have become a Diabetic

It’s highly possible that I could die without a medic

Yeah I said it, pitching my ideas, call me Pettit

Don’t forget it, mistakes like that, you gone regret it

Woop, I’m a crazy grab bag of nationalities

German, Irish, Portuguese, and Japanese

So in a way, you can say I represent the world

Earth’s spinning so fast, like the world is whirled

Dirty globe, guess the orbit isn’t cleaning

Giving going green, an entirely new meaning

I’m a boss, telling all these rappers just to knock it off

They outta their place, and I can tell em without a cover cough

Getting recognition, and the girls are giving smooches

I wonder if I’d be a better spitta being toothless

I’m done