[Verse 1: JPEGMAFIA]
Mama told me I'm too cool to be young
Hop out that pussy, I'm 21
Hop out that pussy, I'm Jesus
Black savior with a Caesar
I traveled the world with no Visa
Kissin' white ass like Koreans
Young Leonard every season
I'm always on defense
Now, hop out that pussy, I'm 21
License to kill with a dirty gun
My girl said only I make her cum
Told her ex man the same shit
Playin' cards like Gambit
Wolverine claws out in Hampden
The cops come, n***as scramblin'
But Peggy stand still like a mannequin, n***a

[Verse 2: Freaky]
On wax, it go wiki, wiki, wiki on the track
You can't see me like Houdini, who he to me?
Do I DJ? Nay
Just sticky like I'm hangin' with Penny Proud
Look at me, ow, popped out the pussy
23-year-old child
Split the Dutch like Moses, split the Nile
That was then, this is now
Wet Willy gone digital, don't ask me how
Actually, child, sit your ass down
[Refrain: JPEGMAFIA]
(Uh) Hop out that pussy, I'm 21
Hop out that pussy, I'm (Uh)
Hop out that pussy, I'm 21, 21
Hop out that (Uh)
Hop out that pussy, I'm 21
Hop out that pussy, I'm (Uh)
Hop out that pussy, I'm 21, 21
Hop out that (Uh)

[Verse 3: JPEGMAFIA]
Bitch, I am not with the fuck shit
I bring the dope to your function
I bring the dope to your mama house
Just to show you I ain’t frontin'
Neptunes with the drum hits
MF DOOM with the sample flips
Peggy should have his own drum kit
Peggy should have his own, ooh
I deny my identity like I was Bill Maher, 'cause I steal cars
And I drive across the country looking for n***as to kill off
I'm not the one
I'm just a spark in the sun and I'm blockin' your moonlight
'Cause I'm so bright, and I'm so hard, and I'm such a bitch
N***as scratchin' for shit while my finger itch (Wow)
Trigger glitchin' in the system, The Matrix
I play for Pistons, this a defensive year
Ask about me, I don't care
Ask about me, I ain't there
Snitches are pawns
Make 'em get off of my lawn (Yeah)
Tie 'em up and hit the river at dawn (Uh)
Make 'em learn every last word to this song
Hop out pussy, yo' shit 21
[Bridge: Freaky]
Six-year-old
Five-year-old
Four-year-old
One-year-old
Two-year-old, three-year-old

[Verse 4: Freaky]
Hopped out the pussy, I'm 21
Learned how to walk, 20 somethin'
Fresh out of prison, I'm 40
I ain't got shit, I ain't worthy
They tryna retire my jersey
They wanna do the boy dirty
They wanna give me a purpose
They monetize feelin' worthless
They cut me out of the surplus
The fuck did I do to deserve this?
I'm on foreign land and deserted
Run for your lives, you heard me
Run for your life, you heard me
Mobility's life, you heard me
Mobility's life, you heard me
I'm in a foreign institute
I heard the warden drive a coupe
I'm in a fuckin' chicken coop
It's like 10" by fuckin' 2"
Hop out the pussy, I'm 21
License to kill with dirty gun
22
Six-year-old
Five-year-old, three-year-old, one-year-old
Four-year-old, five-year-old, seven-year-old
Three-year-old, one-year-old, two-year-old
Four-year-old
[Outro]
We hear so much about this slavery
300 years ago, our grandfathers were slaves
Or 200 years ago, our grandfathers were slaves
Oh, for God sakes, did we have anything to do with that?
I had no part in it, I had no slaves
Are they blaming us for what happened three years ago?
Let's forget the past
Think of the future, build up the future
And why keep hemming and hawing over the same thing
Over and over and over again
And they say, "You must give me land
Because my grandfather was a slave"
Well then, I would say, "For God sakes
Find the man who had your grandfather as a slave
And then demand the land from him"
Don't bother me, because I had no part of it