[Hook]
It seems like they all want me to fail
But I'm not goin' back

Not goin' back, baby
Please tell me you don't want me to fail
'Cause I'm not goin' back

Not goin' back

[Verse 1]

I coulda been a tragedy
That's why these fake ^!$$%s who call me #~!!@ are mad at me
'Cause they ain't have the smarts or the heart

Ain't you read the $#&@in' book, Things Fall Apart
I was never gonna stay the same
All I ever really wanted was to change the game

Spent the year kickin' $$# and takin' names
Try to tell it to your heart, Taylor Dayne
Mama told me I was special when them test scores came in

Callin' me the new Will Smith, that's Jaden
Callin' me a !@$)got when I'm rappin', that's hatin'
I need to slow down, what the $#&@ is y'all sayin'

Step inside the party, y'all ^!$$%s is mood killers
My lifestyle simple, live easy and Bruce Willis
I'm the boss, Michael Scott, y'all (*##$es is just Phyllis

Set the world on fire, y'all mother$#&@ers is chillin', what is this
That's why these $#&@in' MCs want their $$#es back
Don't you know that I'm a rapist, ask a track

Whiskey-sippin', wanna drink the whole bottle
But these smart middle-class black kids need a role model
$#&@in' hate me, that's what I'm used to

Suck a dick, we the %#@!, Metamucil
God damn, man, there's gotta be a better way
Than pill-poppin' all these drugs so I can stay awake

Like I'm Jessie in this (*##$, I'm so excited
There's a party at the top, you ain't invited
But it's lame, and all the (*##$es is fake

You think about your old girl and how breakin' up's a mistake
Black dudes $$#ume I'm closeted or kinda gay
White people confused like girl on Glee and Gabourey

IAmDonald is a full-time job
These ^!$$%s want me to fail so they can write me off


[Hook]

[Verse 2]

Dirty girls love my dick, they're @@#!roaches
Jewish girls eat my meat, it's not kosher
Relax, black chick, I think that I have offended thee

Got nothin' against the sistas, I just don't think they're into me
I am not a thug, AKA: what they pretend to be
I am just myself, AKA: my worst enemy

Yeah, (*##$, cut the swag with a $#&@in' knife
I come hard like my life keep her #~!!@ tight
It's cool, though, it's all good

You want a dude who keep it real, and stay hood
I'm sorry, babe, but I act me
I don't act Black, whatever that be

I'm just happy these girls seem into me now
Yeah, they lookin' for some In N Out, animal style
With this lettuce, cheese, bread, makin' sandwiches

That's why you ^!$$%s fail like all of your parents' marriages
Ran into Rashida Jones, told me that she heard my song
When I called her mixed like the crowd at my last show

She said to write her somethin' nice on the next track
But she cute, so I wrote her $$# a whole rap
Man, I threw that %#@! away, it felt dumb

Believe me, it was bad, we're better off, you're welcome
I worked hard on that song like day and night
That whole song, made this one verse crazy, right?

I guess it all goes somewhere, you know that
Like that bull%#@! you talked before Culdesac
I didn't know he had it in him

Couldn't see me as Spider-Man, but now I'm spittin' venom
Now you payin' attention, pick your $#&@in' face up
When I wanna be a superhero I just wake up

Renaissance man with a Hollywood buzz
I refuse to go back to not likin' who I was, because

[Outro - Beldina Malaika]
Fake love, these fake dreams

These fake sounds
All the things that we felt
Your voice was screaming too loud
I know what you're ready to be
But it isn't with me

So I'm ready to leave you alone
I don't really wanna fight like this
I don't ever wanna lose your kiss
All I ever wanted was someone to hold on to
I just wanna be your girl

Everything you haven't heard
Plus, I just wanna be with you
(With you) With you
(With you) With you
(With you) I just wanna be with you

(With you) With you
(With you) With you