Wielding racy aphorisms I Billy club your color line   Refusing to join forces with your indie-stud wunderkind   I rather embrace what your city slum undermines   And encourage the idiom of bump-and-grind   Sickly glum of unbuttoned minds   I prime my condemned shell to excrete   a lithium honey wine for you frowning fucks   When trend arbitrators present my tortured lore adorned   Gags are soaked in chloroform   You get the same if you’re poor in form   With your flip full-tuck and triple-lutz into this icy brook   War is sworn on my forlorned psyche’s soot      I’ve got people to disappoint, I got mistakes to make,   How can you believe that I’m not a waste of space,   Oh I’m sorry to disappoint, I seldom save face   But how can I speak your language   when I don’t know my own   I’ve got people to disappoint, I got mistakes to make,   Your eroded innards are my favorite place,   Oh I’m sorry to disappoint, I seldom save face   How can I speak your language?   How can I speak your language?      Too self-assured to ever treat her well   (Kiss the off-colored tree frog)   We turn into black Keebler elves   Opposite elephants on sea-saws   Android man-boy befriends the chic, mod tinker bell   Then runs away from home until my knees throb,   sneakers smell   ’Til my every tirade activates Jihad sleeper-cells   ’Til flag wavers say, ‘please God we need your help’   Still I’m precarious and flat-footed   Like you’re arrogant at a gun show   I holler at your Marilyn Monroe   With declarative mumbo-jumbo my narrative unfolds   To a housed narcissism   Parented by a bum hole   I cling to pointless ventures   and inveigh buoyant pest verve   I suck      I’ve got people to disappoint,   I’ve got mistakes to make,   How can you believe that I’m not a waste of space,   I’m sorry to disappoint   I seldom save face   But how can I speak your language   When I don’t know my own   I got people to disappoint, I got mistakes to make,   Your eroded innards are my favorite place,   Oh I’m sorry to disappoint, I seldom save face   How can I speak your language?   How can I speak your language?      It’s unfitting but I stay all pensive and meek   In cities where girls dress Greek   And food’s too expensive to eat   And niggas gangbang on Sesame Street   I got too many requests to meet      I got people to disappoint, I got mistakes to make,   How can you believe that I’m not a waste of space,   Oh I’m sorry to disappoint, I seldom save face   But how can I speak your language   When I don’t know my own      I got people to disappoint, I got mistakes to make,   Your eroded innards are my favorite place,   Oh I’m sorry to disappoint, I seldom save face   How can I speak your language?   How can I speak your language?