Below Average

[Intro: Sample] Ladies and gentlemen This is a public service announcement brought to you in part from the good folks at Go Fuck Yourself [Verse 1: Sesta] I'm a fuck up, but shut up, so you can't tell Without spellcheck put on I can't spell I miss calls, don't call back I miss flights, I'm uptight, like zipties And buy my pepties from the bombers Got locked into a phone scam so bad The repayments that I make had their own plan Man at least my music don't sound like a coke-head Well maybe that's why you're fuckin' broke (man) I rocked up to the drug bust and figured I would get off 'spose I wasn't drugged but was a little drunk (awh) Please sir step out of the vehicle I'm sorry officer right now that is difficult I'll throw a caution to the wind like I'm Magic Johnson's Johnson But never got better, got hot, left on the hot sweater If there's a bigger fuck up I have not met 'em [Chorus: Sesta] See I am a fuck up I am a fuck up See I am a let down I am a let down See I'm below average I'm below average See I'm below average I'm below average See I'm below average [Verse 2: Trials] And this recording, used to be a klepto Now I'm taking something for it I'm hopeless, both hands deep in explosives So when I check in I reckon, they can't smell the resin Deep on my breathe and leavin' 'em guessin How many planks I got left in a full deck and Not many cards left in a full deck They call me a fuck up, I call bullshit Called in sick, didn't give them the truth Rolled a long spliff like a didgeridoo Don't think I got a lot to lose friend If you're off your head then I'm off the roof, man I smoke weed to Wu-Tang Enjoy it, employment, and gettin' the balls like clairvoyance A dickhead done proper I just wanna make ends meet like Magnotta, said [Chorus: Sesta] See I am a fuck up I am a fuck up See I am a let down I am a let down See I'm below average I'm below average See I'm below average I'm below average [Post-Chorus: Sesta] I don't know if I was born this way But it's too late to change, fuck you And if you fuck with me Well then I'll punch you in the face [Verse 3: Hons] I'm a dropkick deadbeat, no-one to envy Still the same old Hons, just dropped the Sketchy Part from my name, but the artist the same My bank balance still lookin' like it's damn Rent Week Deadbeat Hero like a Stanhope special Hoping I was a stand up guy if I met you But if I was though probably hit the Bottle-O Sometimes can't hold my liquor, like the bottle broke (Go home Hons you're drunk) Nah that's no fun, unless I go beat up my printer [?] Now I'm in a cab legless Tryna do a runner at the other end but my hands can't jump fences Idiot, sometimes dumb as Billy Madison Tryna give a speech to incoherent ramblin' You are all now dumber for listenin' Back to the chorus now, let me hear ya sing [Chorus: Sesta] See I am a fuck up I am a fuck up See I am a let down I am a let down See I'm below average I'm below average See I'm below average I'm below average (Oh, yeah) See I'm below average See I'm below average