[Intro]

Oooooooooh
Oooooooooh
Ye-yeaaaahh
Ye-yeeeaaah

[Verse 1]

Alright, now
I just gotta be truthful now
I gotta take a step back to 1999
And realize that things weren't so sublime
No, my mom was gone, and they thought she was dead
And, I heard some voices outside of my head
Well, that part's not true
But it happened about eight years later
You would see
No
It wasn't eight
It was more like
Let me count it in my head
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten

[Verse 2]
Aw, fuck it
I don't know
But, that's just what it was
And, see
Now, I'm off the point of this rap
God damn it, man
Can't you ever get things right
Can't you ever just be fucking real tonight
Oh, wait
I am
And that's the self-loathing
That I always hear inside of my head
It's very clear
That I need to let it all go
So, if I talk to you
And let it out

[Verse 3]

Well
Then, it'll show
That I am in love with myself
I'm a narcissistic little whelp
And, well
Everyone that knows me
Hates me
And god damn
That motherfucker's back again
And, my friend
I just can't get him out of my head
And, I'm not going to write down what I said
Because I'm not a lyricist
I'm not even a rapper
No
I just exist
[Verse 4]

And this
Is, "What's I'm Saying."
And, "What's I'm-
"What's I'm Saying" even mean?
And why did I say that?
You god damned motherfucker
You cannot rap
So, just let it go
You'll never make it
Just, stop
Give up
You're going to take it out on someone else and end up in jail
And, well
Then, what's happening to this song?
I don't know
But, it's just what I'm saying

[Verse 5]

What I'm being
And
It's not what I'm praying
Cause, I don't want to go to jail
Motherfucker
But, if I'm not praying
Then, that means I still might
Okay, I'm praying
Dear Lord
Please hear what I'm saying
I don't ever want to go back to jail
I just want to be successful and see my four sons again
And, that's all I want
So, just please
Next time that I am seven days away from seeing them
Please, don't make me go insane again
[Verse 6]

Again
I don't wanna go insane again
Lord, seriously
That shit's fucked up
I'm done with that shit
Can you hear me?
I'm done with that shit
Alright, now
Listen to my words
I'm not going to be absurd this time
I just want you to feel this rhyme
And
F'uh'aynd it in my heart
God, fuckin' damn it
Where do I start?
I always fuck up every single rhyme

[Verse 7]

I have this little lisp
And, it comes out every time
And, then I sound really horrible
Can't you see?
And, well
Maybe, that's because I've got autism
A schism inside my head, inside of my mind
And well, that's okay
That's fine
Because, I'm just M.E
And, that's what I'm gonna be
A little
A little hippocratic
A sadic
A padic
A fadic
Kadadic An'Baddic
Bing Bong

[Outro]

That's the absurdity
And
Something's wrong
That "I Love"
Everything, "I do."
Because
I can Spewt bullshit
And
You can, too