STUPID

Merlyn! Hoppin' out the vehicle, I feel like Batman! Hangin' with directors, 'bout that action So please don't stick and move in my direction All I got to lose is my erection

I'm a black man (What drug reference, huh?), with a deadly weapon I'm a real dog, we all go to heaven But I been trippin' on the steps and I don't think I'll make it I'm in this big house (Rewind!), still I'm suffocatin'

Carnival, my heart like a Supreme phantom Goin' hundred speed, blowin' steam, I throw a tantrum Judgin' by my face, my eyes slit like a python I think she might hate me for a lifetime, ay, ay! Daddy crackin' red drum, you pay for the pipeline Goin' out the weather, leave my name, I'm goin' offline I just want my shit to fit, tailored just like Tiffany Oh, they say I'm perfect, on my back, oh, man, they killin' me

Boys wanna play with my cell phone But I don't want nobody to see what's in it Boys wanna play with my cell phone But I don't want nobody to see what's in it Boys wanna play with my cell phone (Wha-wha, aqua, for my–) But I don't want nobody to see what's in it (Wha-wha, aqua, for my–) Boys wanna play with my cell phone (Wha-wha, aqua, for my–) But I don't want nobody to see what's in it (Wha-wha, aqua, for my–)

White burner, black burner, I do not discriminate I am on a pilgrimage so don't try to insinuate Buildin' up in instruments to aim it at the human race Let it off in hopes that all the pain and stress disintegrates I think you intolerant, when you do the most it's moderate I come with that gas that'll make you think I had a doctorate What we do provocative, I ain't no apologist Don't step to professionals if you still move like novices (Rewind!)

America's favorite, I do my best and they hate it It's like I'm stuck in the matrix, and I'm stuck losin' patience While they stuck on they day shift, I hate my boyfriend's fragrance I'm a faggot, I say it, I scream that shit like I mean it Yeah, I'm ugly and genius I went from nothin' to sleepin' on Jon's couch To makin' people bounce at every show that's sold out You know who I'm talkin' 'bout, with ghouls all in my dirty mouth Boys be on that silly shit so Billy 'bout to air 'em out