Pigs

Geek, fag, stupid loser, find a rope to hang

I'm not bipolar, see, I'm just known by those couple names

I wanna tell my pops but, shit, he'll probably say the same

Fuck

Hated by everyone, that's the way it seems

I don't know what's shorter, his damn temper or my self-esteem

I sit in my room and I listen to tunes, I'm amused alone

'Cause none of the cool kids would let me join a team

Depression's on the stalk again

My best friend's an inhaler 'cause it will not let me cough

Whenever I am losing oxygen, bully hand around my neck

'Cause he felt disrespected when I decided to talk again

I brought that on myself, see, I should know my place

But not at lunchtime, see, I know better than to show my face

Around them, but the day I do, it'll be everywhere

When I share these feelings, finally, they gon' fuckin' care

Grab a couple friends, start a couple riots

Crash a couple—

Then gather all the bullies, crush them motherfuckers

Odd Future hooligans causin' up a ruckus

It's us, ****

I said it's us, ****

Murder, murder, m-murder, the last they heard of you

Was when I—

With all them burners, you

Think that I'm some punk bullied bitch who ain't gon' trouble you

Well, I'ma burst your bubble two times if you don't mind, um

Who are you again?

I'm Sammy and that's Tyler (Oh)

We came to get wild and style in these trench coats

Don't start askin' what's packin' in these trench coats

Just know if you start actin', I'm grabbin' for these trench coats

My stepfather called me a fag

I'll show him a fag and I'll light a fire up in his ass

And recently, them assholes been fuckin' with me in class

So I'ma keep them motherfuckers there and make sure they pass, uh

My prom date, she dismissed my offer

So I'ma— and toss her in the principal's office (Tyler, I'll go with you, please)

Oh, now you wanna conversate with me and try to be my friend? (Where are my parents at?)

Don't worry, you'll probably never see them again

Grab a couple friends, start a couple riots

Crash a couple—

Then, gather all the bullies, crush them motherfuckers

Odd Future hooligans causin' up a ruckus

It's us, ****

I said it's us, ****

We're the Sams and we're dead

It's just four of us

We come in peace, we mean no harm, and we're inglorious

We took their heads, but we just took back what they took from us

I guess we lost ours

Music had nothin' to do with my final decision

I just really wanted somebody to come pay me attention

But nobody would listen

But stuffed animals that I had since I was a kid

But I'm growin' up so they're missin'

I didn't mean to hurt anybody, I'm sorry

I wouldn't hurt a fly or consider joinin' the Army

I'm hardly ever angry, Roger Rabbit framed me

Momma, I'm the same fuckin' kid that you made, see?

I don't wanna go to jail, I just wanna go home

And I want them fuckin' kids at school to just leave me alone

And I, I hear helicopters, make 'em dip

I'm fuckin' reloaded, I told y'all that I ain't takin' shit

You better back up before this MAC starts to lift up

I'll pump it like my inhaler when asthma begin to act up

The difference between us and our class is tan khakis

I got ninety-nine problems and all of them's bein' happy