Radical

Random disclaimer

Hey, don't do anything that I say in this song, okay? It's f*ckin' fiction

If anything happens, don't f*ckin' blame me, white America, f*ck Bill

O'Reilly

4, 3, 2, 1

What the f*ck I look like saying I'm sorry

To a bunch of f*cking fags that can potentially harm me?

I ain't never gonna bow down to your expectations

By the way, I got sixty f*cking Wolves that'll guard me

That skate hard, Thrash black hoodies, try something

Make sure your f*ckin' feelings end up up in a Glad bag

F*ck all your opinions, I'm tyin' 'em with a shoestring

And f*ck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Kill people, burn shit, f*ck school

I'm f*ckin' radical, n*gga

Left, right, left, right

F*ck cops, I'm a f*cking rock star

Rebellion and defiance makes my muthaf*ckin' cock hard

F*ck pigs, f*ck guards all some f*cking retards

F*ck school, I'm a f*ck up? F*ck Harvard

I ain't got no f*cking money (Hey mom)

I ain't got no muthaf*ckin' daddy, he ain't teach me shit

Child support ain't come that faggot still ain't bought me anything

F*ck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

F*ck your traditions, f*ck your positions

F*ck your religions, f*ck your decisions

They're not mine, you gotta let 'em go

We can be ourselves, but you gotta let us know

You gotta let 'em go

You gotta let these shits go, man

It's not making sense to you right now but

All these little dreams you got, they're not shit

All this rebellion, all this crazy shit you got, saying this shit

Getting too old for this shit, man, you gotta grow out of it

Growing up, your dreams are getting bigger

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

I'm just being real (N*gga f*ck you)

I'm just trying to help you man, trust me

(Look, I mature day after day n*gga

You don't know shit, you're a f*cking therapist)

Whatever