[Verse 1]
Check
Most of the people I know stress over dumb shit
Like they ain't make potato bake for your lunch and
Talking big on the internet throwing punches
Behind a keyboard, make you look like a fucking dumb kid
"I just found a pie on the ground, it's scrumptious
Hmm, shit I hope I don't get sick from it
Cause every minute since then, I get a sick stomach
I need a paper bag, just in case this dick vomits."
Low, I'm just being funny man
You couldn't catch me even if you played the running man
Most of you haters post on my wall like, "Come on man
Make some real music for the people and your real fans."
Motherfucker I do
I'm a rapper by the name of Savo, who the fuck are you?
You need to quit your bullshit, stop with the whining
If you get in my face, I might just fucking clothesline ya

[Chorus]
And these people with the keyboards like
Take this, take that let me come in on it
All these people with the keyboards like
Take this, take that, take this, take that
Let me come in on it

[Verse 2]
I got a message the other day from a kid who said
I'm underrated, He said to promise if I ever made it
That I wouldn't change like these other lames, getting fame
Hanging around big names, with big chains
Of course I'm gonna change, I mean if you were me
Working as hard as I have you would too, right?
Like I didn't bust my fucking ass just to get here
To drive the same car your grandma drives
And my, music is always gonna be real
And my, Mum's always gonna call me Jameel
And I'm, still gonna get tempted to steal
More toys when I'm ordering my happy meal
Then I'm, still gonna be crushing over the same chick
And still talk to these people I went to school with
And still make my own bed at the end of the week
Your keyboards mean nothing to me
Fuck 'em

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
I admit that it gets to me a little bit
Not your words but the fact that your illiterate
Your spelling like an alcoholic man I'm sick of it
Plus you remind me of my anus, you dribble shit
My main aim is to make shit that I like
I'm always gonna be myself because when I write
These no names lames tryna get the limelight
All I'm really tryna get is Bella from twilight
Yep, so I can suck on her neck
Give me a sec and then I'll pull it out and bust on her chest
I'm pretty reckless when I do i, I don't lift up her dress
Ill just get a rag and put some chloroform on it
Shit, I'm a fucking loose cunt
Oh you hate it when I swear? Boohoo cunt
Motherfucker you better let me in
On your iTunes list, won't say it again, Buddy

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Now I got a keyboard too guys,, Yeah that's right, I can say some pretty fucking nasty words, And you're going to... you... Wait, wai- give me my keyboard, Where's my keyboard? Dad... Mum... Aaaaaaah