[Verse 1: SeanyDwil] I've never been a rapper but that life seem kinna fine I've got all of the equipment and nothing but time Chilling in the attic, hella time A.M.P. is life, k**ing the rhyme It's hard to be wet when the land is so dry Surrounded by meth and locals getting high My friends call me dumb, I'm living the based life, But they f**ing up, having babies getting wives I go to cla**...It's a waste of time Sitting at my desk thinking of future lines Money in my mind, ain't sh** in my wallet Got all the right answers I'm bout a Ron-Paul-it Government s**s, the pride is weak; Please forgive us, Lady Liberty Spit so hard, call me Waka Flocka Shop boys, baby, I'm a f**ing rockstar BOW! BOW! BOW! [Verse 2: Suede] I'm Suede Sims and I'm knocking on your door If you count p**nos, dog, I've banged so many who*es I'm looking for the girls I can hammer just like thor If I take her home dog you know I'm gonna score I do it like a chore. She beg me for more! Then I smash and go, my ego grows I get drunk and fall through a wall Go to the party and steal your alcohol My style just like Tom Petty; free falling Mix it up dog, man, I drink ethanol If you want my meat, man, dial cattle-call Better be down with the attack of the track from the pack Cause them bills we gonna stack Yo if you offended man...sorry. That's all I got to say [Verse 3: Rigidur] It's Just I, myself, Sean, Suede and me No Malcolm in the middle please I Like kitty cats and triangles and everything else that my heart desires. Like alcohol and adderall and acquiring some women in some fine attire Sign Jordan in cursive on everything before I see that hearse But till then I'm just spitting, spattering, sputtering verses with sh** and curses f** college cla**es, I want to party with the ma**es Bachelor's in Ballerology, Ballonomics is my Master's Mutliple choice questions from my mom about what I want to be Answer none of the above, famous as f** is what I decree Realize real lies, propaganda all around me Affecting me, personally, I refuse to acknowledge it's a tease Shout out to everyone above and below me Too bad we can't shine like we supposed to Public may be blind but won't stop me from trying [Outro: Suede] Do you think when Abraham Lincoln went to Ford Theater They were just kinda' like, "Here you go Mr. Lincoln Here are your seats." And he was like "God-dammit these Are f**ing horrible seats. I hope someone shoots me in the f**ing head. These are horrible."