text: And I heard that
  Foreign cars is the only key to their hearts
  And its no love and Im locked out
  Cause all I got right nows my balls
  And fuck these blond, celebritonts
  Wanna be rappers tryna be hard
  Labels tellin me Imma gamble
  Im just tellin them play their cards
  Cause I work hard matter fact no
  More specifically I work jobs
  Flippin burgers, scrubbin floors
  Matter fact I deserve applause
  And fuck these stars
  We on earth
  Kept it real amoungst these frauds
  And did what they said wasnt right
  How does it feel to be fuckin wrong
  Huh?
  Oh My God! No one understands me here
  So put your hands up, If you dont give a fuck
  Im never gonna be like you 
  Put ur hands up if you dont give a fuck 
  Im never gonna be like you 
  Put your hands up if you dont give a fuck 
  Im never gonna be like you 
  Put your hands up 
  Verse 2:
  Yeah and I like my chucks dirty as fuck
  Attitude mean like how I grew up
  Hold grunges like I hold my nuts
  Never sober so I hold my cup
  And I never had much but I always lived
  The best times were when I didn’t have shit
  20 dollar denim hopin that I fill the pockets up with somethin
  A little more than this balled up lint
  Im a Cleveland kid with a world wide dream
  Blue collar boy tryna chase that green
  No red lights im going full speed
  No limits on whatever I want to achieve
  I been through hell that’s why im hot
  I fear no man alive but God
  Take anything of mine away
  But take my passion they cannot
  Kells
  SKRILLEX...
  NOW PUT YO FUCKIN HANDS UP!!!
  YES OH MY GOD