Problem Child - Kick
When the verse kickI can stir shit
Tell the haters to keep saying that I'm worthless
I'm alert with my beserk prick self ready
To straight up make you my servant
Yeah I'm a calm-looking fatty
With a plate that's full of patties and a T-shirt looking ratty
Plus my hair is gross and matty
But I'm telling you come at me cuz I'm honestly just laughing
That this kid thinks he's a baddie
Punch him down to Cincinnati
It's a love song for the slug balls
All the people who are ready to just bust off
They get appalled at my numb skull
I'm not crazy I just wanna have some fun y'all
I would sell my life for some instant gratification
I know that's it not right but it's not as bad as you make it
I wanna act like I'm gonna stab and take you to Satan
But my past might not be the only thing cuz I'm changing
I'm gonna
Take a breath
They collect
Paper checks
But brain dead
Hate the best
Play a set
Drain and rep
A place they left
And act like greatness
Yep
They can drown in a pond tied up to some weighted lead
I want my bros back gotta own it's my nature
Could use some Prozac, stop being open with anger
These people know that I'm on the loose so throw out an anchor
I am a throwback I'll even turn your phone to a pager
Everybody wishes that they had this
Man you should put out all your chips and try to match this
I can get a whole room of people laughing at you
Let pr0blem ch!ld do his magic
They're saying that I'm stalking bitches talking vicious walk malicious
Imma get this straight cuz Imma fully stop the haters with this
They don't get it
I don't want her nasty bagel
Women aren't something that I need
It probably smells like mayo dipping sauce
And like hoss I just boss
While you floss with your nos for the toss-ed out people
For a cost to your self go to hell
I ring bells when I'm well, you can tell that I'm really salty
And I'm gonna cast spells on you
And imma take a break for breaths
And I'm not saying I'm the best
But I'm at least great cuz your head
Exploded when I laid into them
I'm aggressive and depression fueled a second of obsession
Not deflecting it's a lesson so just effing listen peasant
Cuz it's really quite impressive
How you could be so collective of the Ls I send your way
And just get you some Bob Evans
Cuz you get the dirty sausage and you probably think you're cute
But you don't know that I lost it and I'm coming after you
But when I'm on you there's no off-ing and I'm gonna cook you through
So just chill and watch The Office till I show up at your room
Everybody wishes that they had this
Man you should put out all your chips and try to match this
I can get a whole room of people laughing at you
Let problem child do his magic
Written by:
Ben Salowitz
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