[Part I]

[Intro]
Nothing will they ever do
They will always talk it, but they won't practice it
And uh, what the Supreme Court, if the NAACP can tell me that they want a desegregation decision from me, uh, ten years ago, but yet, the schools haven't been desegregate—

[Verse 1]
I almost lost my girlfriend last night
And I almost lost a good friend last week
Looking for a homewrecker? Seems you've found me
Every day this month ain't seen the sun, it's fucking cloudy
Not a mediator, my attempts are fucking lousy
Soft syrup, codeine, drowsy

[Verse 2]
This white girl callеd me a thug at school
Do I look like a thug? Shit, okay, cool
Well, I guеss you shouldn't blame me when I act like a fool
'Cause if you wanna be a thug, then that's the number one rule
Got your head in a book, ain't shit gonna change
You still gonna miss the shot, you'll just be in a better range

[Verse 3]
Kindly asking all faggots: stop acting like they know me
If you knew me online, muh'fucker, that's the old me
And if you weren't around, I'm here to tell you that you want me
If you think I'm what you think, then I would love to see you show me
My name is Quinn and that's all you need to know
Now mind your muh'fuckin' business, let's continue with the show
[Verse 4]
Yes, I'm a girl, please stop asking
Yeah, I know my voice deep, repeat: please stop asking
Yeah, I know I don't look the part, but I do play the part
Yes, indeed, repeat: please stop asking
Album finna drop, I'm excited for this shit
I repeat, I'm a girl, now please stop asking

[Verse 5]
I make music, don't worry 'bout the genre
I do what I want and it's a muh'fuckin' honor
The mic and the interface, the blade and my armor
Hop up on the mic with me, shit, n***a, you a goner
Positivity is all I've ever tried to garner
I'm short-tempered, please be nice to me, it keeps me calmer

[Chorus]
(Look)
This life can be a pretty long, hard road
You've gotta make sure you've got the wheels (Nah, let me hit this shit though, this shit's fresh)
This life can be a pretty long, hard road
Don't panic, it could get you killed

[Interlude]
(Anything to say to the people?)
(Do I have anything to say to the people? Like, listening to the album?)
(Uh, my bad for this whole album, you probably don't like it)
(But if you do, thank you, um, but, um)
(I guess the only thing, uh, the only other thing I have to apologize for is making this next song so fucking crazy)
[Part II]

[Intro]
Yo, ayy, yo, son, yo, son
Yo, son, yo, son, listen, mmm
Just got home from school, cousin
Look, bi—

[Verse 1]
I don't idolize no idols, 'cause they let me down
They won't hold you above the water, they'll just let you drown
Independence is a trait that I would rather have
"Every man" meant "every man", just do the fucking math
Had to wait a year plus summer just to see the grass
Back in class, living summer that I never had
Uh, living— haha, look, son, ayy
Dad gone, it feel like me and mom don't get 'long
New life and new heights just to reach upon
Four walls every day, no different than a prison
Tired of not taking a joke because I'm anger-driven
Internet told me to shut the fuck up, so I did that
Internet told me to man the fuck up, so I did that
Internet's still mad at me, I ain't been getting shit back
(Woah, chill, son, you gon' get it one day, you gon' get it, man)
All these children, I feel like I belong on Teen Mom
Every time I lose my shit, they tell me, "Be calm"
I don't want that, n***a, I wanna know how to fix it
Let me know the tools I need so I can come equipped then
Some of y'all just live to make Rate Your Music happy
Buck-wild, young child, I'm still young and scrappy
[Verse 2]
I don't wanna [?] in class with you
I know I lost something
(Nah, but that's still, that's not what it's about, do—)
You just love to waltz away on the water
You just love to waltz away on the water