Hate Mail
(专辑: Us Against The World - 2021)
I
don't know what the
problem is, why everybody hates males But lately, all I
get is tons of hate mail I'ma keep on beating them to death until they're eighty and they face pale Wrap 'em in some chains and leave 'em laying on the
train rails Everybody's angry that everything that I
say sells Get inside your head and kill the
brain cells Y'all cannot avoid me, amputate my middle fingers, get an eggshell Put 'em in a
cake and have a
bake sale "Dear Tom MacDonald, you've been doing this on purpose You don't even really mean it, I
bet you're a
cool person" Wrong, bitch, watch this, I'm not like these rappers who will talk shit I'm honest from the
moment that the
song hits Walking through the
hottest part of hell in cotton overalls and stockings And I
ain't even sweating, check my armpits Y'all want it with the
wrong kid, I
ain't tucking my balls in I
promise that they're twenty shots of vodka and the
bong hits "Man, I
really hate this guy, I'ma tell him How dare he have opinions, I
won't let him" I
got a
trash can full of hate mail that I
pee in Pissing off the
Internet is just another weekend "I hate this guy, he's a
villain Somebody somewhere, please go kill him" I
got an inbox full of hate mail that I
laugh at How'd you get an Internet connection in a
crack shack? I
don't care why they mad at me, keep writing me letters And they probably thought attacking me would make 'em feel better But the
more they feel offended, the
more I
wanna be offensive It's a
never-ending cycle and I'm getting more aggressive I
would normally pretend I'm getting bored, ignore their message But I
wanna make their head explode, my vocal cords are weapons Got 'em jumping out the
window like the
folks on 9-11 I'm just laughing while they splatter, I'ma need some more umbrellas "Dear Tom, I
just wanna say your music's pathetic Your music is garbage and you probably regret it" Wrong, bitch, running through your office with a
bomb lit Beat you with a
rock inside a
sock until your skull split Yelling "Screw the
cops," hope you do and have a
cop kid When he grows up, I
hope he joins the
force and he's a
hothead Goes to your apartment, gets inside of it with lock-picks And finds out you've been beating up his mom and you get shot dead "Man, I
really hate this guy, I'ma tell him How dare he have opinions, I
won't let him" I
got a
trash can full of hate mail that I
pee in Pissing off the
Internet is just another weekend "I hate this guy, he's a
villain Somebody somewhere, please go kill him" I
got an inbox full of hate mail that I
laugh at How'd you get an Internet connection in a
crack shack? You get mad 'cause you hate my songs Too bad, 'cause I
said what I
want (Na-na-na) Say I'm trash, but you stupid enough To keep on talking and you blow me up (Na-na) Every day you're hating 'cause I'm paid well Guess your little comments didn't age well (Na-na-na) You said I'd never make it but I
ain't fail Pouring gasoline on your hate mail (Na-na) "Man, I
really hate this guy, I'ma tell him How dare he have opinions, I
won't let him" I
got a
trash can full of hate mail that I
pee in Pissing off the
Internet is just another weekend "I hate this guy, he's a
villain Somebody somewhere, please go kill him" I
got an inbox full of hate mail that I
laugh at How'd you get an Internet connection in a
crack shack?