[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Ig'nant-ass white kid
But I'm still bicycling and recycling

And I'm still eating Gummy Bear vitamins
All my (*##$es taking Vicodin, huffing nitrogen
Hyper than Williams' middle son,

Since I was a little one, moms had to put me on the Ritalin
Made a swisher run, crack the 40 then I lit a blunt
Told Chuck I had a couple raps, so we kicked the drums

All the best rappers are usually dead
But I'm the poison that left a widow Juliet
In the studio with candles lit and Buddha heads

Coming up with all the coldest %#@!, take your Sudafed
Contagious, speaking while sedated
God %#@!, make 'em want to add a couple pages to the Bible

I ain't got nothing left in my will 'cept
Throw it all in the casket, it's mine still
I need some backpack cast raps

Took a break just to kill the game half-ass
Set some rat traps, went to take a cat nap, woke up
Threw the dead bodies in the trash bags

Act polite, but I'm nasty on the mic
Your (*##$ don't want my dick, then she has to be a !@()
Slap her but she like it, tell me,