This is not a club song, let that be said,
It\'s not a song about a girl and how I\'m getting her wet,
It\'s not a song about smoking weed or bussin some lead,
It\'s more like a soliloquy that escaped from my head
First thing\'s first I came in this world alone,
No brother or sister, I grew up on my own,
Mom and Dad raised a man, it all started at home,
And I always keep to myself, write that down in your notes
Now write this in bold, \"I DO NOT GIVE A FUCK\",
This generation makes me so sick, I\'m blowing out chunks,
All y\'all care about is clothes, parties, shootin shit up,
And who can fuck the baddest bitch with all the junk in the trunk
Bullet point 1: clothes don\'t make you dope,
All they do is make you feel self-conscious and broke,
I said this once before, you\'d prolly sell ya soul,
For a Gucci belt, a Rollie, and a chain full of gold
Life is not about keeping fresh J\'s on your feet,
Or a game of who can shine the hardest out on the street,
I\'m cool with wearing hats, Vans, and Old Navy jeans,
I got my own style so I never try to compete
Bullet point 2: parties aren\'t that fun,
It\'s just a lame excuse to get high and get drunk,
Sweaty bitches twerking till their weaves lookin rough,
Coming home after 1, and wake up still fucked up
I\'m an anti-social dude, I knew that from the start,
I go to sleep early, I\'m never out after dark,
Turn up for what? I rarely drink and get sparked,
I\'d rather hang out with my homies and go chill at the park
Bullet point 3: never live by the gun,
Everything\'s fun and games, until you die by the gun,
Niggas think they hard, but they\'re really just punks,
Talk the talk, but when it\'s time to walk they run
You can\'t take me out, was never put in the streets,
To be a savage just to end up 6 feet underneath,
I was made to make it out and earn a couple degrees,
And to be a status symbol so kids can look up to me
Bullet point 4: never thirst for a bitch,
Cuz if she cheat on your ass, then you know she ain\'t shit,
But it works both ways, cuz even niggas pull tricks,
Mentality is \"fuck \'em, don\'t love \'em, break her heart and just dip\"
I love a classy girl, I don\'t fuck with them sluts,
I need somebody that can hold me down, and keep all of my trust,
So if I fuck with you girl, just know that it\'s more than just lust,
My love runs deep, so your heart is a must
I\'m a one-man band, this is the life that I chose,
I pray to the Lord as he watches over my soul,
I keep a mental sweater close cuz this world is so cold,
Imma be a fuckin loner till the end of the road