you say im to short and have to grow
i say your to big and need to shrink
anyway, what the F*** do you know
now just pretend to be me and think

you say im not that smart
you say ill never make it past john doe
You work at the friggin K-mart
what the F*** do you know

you call me a liar
when i stick to my story and say no
i really did pop a tire
what the F*** do you know

you dont like the way i talk
you say i cackle like a crow
well see in ten years who it is i mock
what the F*** do you know