[Verse 1]
Came to the world at a time when it was in need of a villain
An $$#hole, that role I think I succeed in fulfilling

Don't think I ever stopped to think I was speaking to children
Everything was happening so fast, it was like I blinked, sold three million
Then it all went blank, all I remember

Is feeling ridiculous cause I was getting sick of this feeling
Like I am always under attack man
I could have stacked my %#@! list to the ceiling

Women dish him but really thinking
If anyone talks to my little girls like this I would kill him
Guess I'm a little bit of a hypocrite

When I'm ripping %#@!, but since when did this many
People ever give a %#@! what I had to say
It's just my opinion

If it contradicts how I'm living
Put a dick in your rear end, your rear end that's why
Every time you mention a lyric, I thank you for it

For drawing more attention toward it
Cause it gave me an enormous platform of platitude
Thought I was that important

But you can't ignore the fact that I fought for the respect
And battle for it, mad awards, (?) annoyed
Attaboy, they told me to slow down, and I just zone out

Good luck trying to convince a blonde
That's like telling Gwen Stefan' that she sold out
Cause I was tryna leave, no doubt

In anyone's mind one day I'd (?) go down
In history think they know now (?)
Because everybody knows


[Hook: Skylar Grey]
Everybody knows that you're just an $$#hole

Everywhere that you go, people wanna go "Oh, everyone knows"
Everybody knows, so don't pretend to be nice
There's no place you can hide, you are just an $$#hole, everyone knows


[Verse 2]
Thanks for the support, $$#hole *scratch* thanks for the support, $$#hole

Quit acting salty
I was counting on you to count me out as Asher Roth
When he round-a-bout dissed me to shout me out

Thought I was history
But !@#$, honkey, that compliment's like backhanding a donkey
Good way to get your $$# socked in the mouth

Lay'em off it
But what the $#&@ is all this thrash talking about
The fight was fixed, I'm back and you can't stop me

You knock me down, I went down from the counter
I fell but the fans caught me, and now
You're gonna have to beat the $#&@in pants off me

To take my belt, word to Pacquiao
Momma said there ain't nothing else to talk about
Gotta go in that ring and knock them out

Or you better not come out
It's poetry emotion(?), like Freddie Roach when he's quoting Shakespeare
So what if the insults are revolting

Even Helen Keller knows life stinks
You think it's a joke til you're bullet riddled
But you should give little %#@! what I think

This whole world is a mess
Gotta have a !@#$ vest on your chest, and a Glock
Just to go out watch Batman

Who needs to test(?) the !@*^s, not that man
Half of you don't got the guts and intestinal blockage
Rest of you got lap bands stuck to this model

Before they put bathsalts and all those water bottles in Colorado
So get lost, Waldo
My soul's escaping through this $$#hole that is gaping

A black hole that I'm swallowing this track whole
With a pack torn of paper
But I'm not taking no crap, ho

Here I go down the back pole
And I'm changing back into that old maniac in fact there it go
Trying to dip through the back door retreating cause everybody knows


[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Holy mackeral, I'm the biggest jerk on the planet earth

I smack the girl off the mechanical bull, then attract the bull
Thinkin we have some magnetic pull
Screamin ICP IN THIS !#$*, HOW DO !#@*IN MAGNETS WORK!?
Cause you're attractive, but we ain't attractable
Hate to be dramatical, but I'm not romantical

I'm making up words you can understandable, It's tragical
Thinkin some magical %#@!'s gonna happen? That ain't practical
You crackin a joke, it's laughable, cause me and love's like a bad combination
I keep them feelings locked in a vault
So it's safe to say I'm uncrackable

My heart is truly guarded, full body armor
(*##$ you just need a helmet because if you think you're special, you're !@$!ed. Thinkin you're one of a kind, like you got some platinum ##&*%$, you're a train wreck, I got a one track mind
Shorty you're fine but you sort of remind me of a 49er
Cause you been a gold digger since you were a minor
Been tryina, hunt me down like a dog, cause you're on my $$#

But you can't get a scent because all of my spare time is spent
With my nose in this binder, so don't bother tryin
Only women that I love are my daughters
And sometimes I rhyme and it sounds like I forget I'm a father, and I push it farther
So father forgive me if I forget to draw the line
It's apparent I shouldn't of been a parent I'll never grow up

So to hell with your parents, and mother$#&@ing father time
It ain't never gonna stop. A pessimist who transforms you to Optimus in his prime, so even if I'm half dead, I'm half alive
Throw all my half empty glass in a cup, so now my cup is runneth over
And I'm about to set it on you like a mother$#&@ing coaster
I'm goin back to what got me here, yeah @@#!y, and can't not been? rude off? so fear not my dear, and dry up your teardrops I'm here
White America's mirror, so I feel awkward and weird, you stare at me and see yourself, because you're one too. You shouldn't be as shocked, because everybody knows."