[intro]
i'm officially going in
and refusing [bad word] out
unless i'm bloody
let's go

[verse 1]
i'd like to think i pride myself on being humble
and let these other [bad word] lose touch like a fumble
cause you can keep a level head and have fun too
but i came to promote the game, ?
at least till my name's in the same lane as ?
you gonna have to respect me for making being uncool cool
? with sandals, ray bans, skinny pants and flannels
so insecure i'm tugging at my t-shirt
cause i swear the girl behind me staring at my love handles
i just wanna change the channel or delete them
where the [bad word] is adam sandler when you need him?
or christopher walken
on my papercut [bad word] again,thank god for walkmans
and i got a ?
cause otherwise i'd be like these other guys

[hook]
this type of scene just ain't my thing
and everybody too cool for school
and yet somehow i never felt so alone
in a room full of people
so now i'mma seat on this stoop
and i'mma gonna lace up my boots
and keep on walking till i make my way home

[verse 2]
can someone tell me how i got here in the first place
cause honestly in my opinion this the worst place
i mean i even said hello to a few girls
i feel like brad pitt stuck in cool world
cause everything so foreign
and all the conversation is boring
i mean i'm practically snoring
cause somebody please show me the door man
cause i don't think that i can take it
everybody here is desperate hit like replacements
that's probably why i ain't sayin' [bad word] oh what the [bad word] i might as well get wasted
cause i'd rather be sedated
than conversate about whose sneakers are more outrageous
or whose outfit's the latest
i think i'll blow jokes on you, greatest
[hook]
this type of scene just ain't my thing
and everybody too cool for school
and yet somehow i never felt so alone
in a room full of people
so now i'mma seat on this stoop
and i'mma gonna lace on my boots
and keep on walking till i make my way home

[outro]
ladies and gentlemen
boys and girls
i'd advise you all
to the papercut chronicles ii
it don't get much better

[chrous]
this type of scene just ain't my thing
and everybody too cool for school
and yet somehow i never felt so alone
in a room full of people
so now i'mma seat on this stoop
and i'mma gonna lace on my boots
and keep on walking till i make my way home