I Hate

You look at me
I know what you see
Another quiet boy
Cute as can be
But then you realise
That I'm not so great
I'm the one
Your parents love to hate
I talk a lot
Shooting my fucking mouth off
Sprouting' shit
You could never think of
I draw the line
Then I rub it out
I don't give damn
Ain't no psyching me out
Trouble follows me
Because I invite it along
Like folks with Shady
Always taking me wrong
Think I'm a racist
Think I'm sexist too
Don't even realise
I hate all of you
You put me here
In this fucking place
Now deal with it
You made this disgrace

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