Sorry, I have no fucking interest in your middling life Or the fact that you can't escape the manure bucket after being ruined Crazy that you'd think that my success has a connection to your failure Your delusions are first-rate, fuck you Your senses of humour are so so; the fact that you're fucked is your fault, no no? The ******** who're listening to this song are so freaking pissed they faint
Without reversing, I'm zooming straight forward once again, I'm global, so fly huh I have no need to do it, flexing, but I'm on a chartered plane, so fly Consume it all, each and every thing of ours that we've been doing all this time For I'm not concerned by stray grains of rice that've stuck Just like they've fallen off of their own accord, the whole lot of them, go fuck yourself huh