Don′t call the fuzz
Give me a buzz
To drown out the tasteI don't want the booze
To just go to waste
This is the time
You tie up your shoes
And run like a fool
This name is mine
Run and go hide
1945
The war had just ended
Hitler just descended
We rejoice cause he dead and
Sixty years later my mom was hurting
Her stomach had been turning
Nine months of pregnancy
And she had given birth to me
It′s the year 2003
On August 22nd
Mark the date so you can exit
My father said I was a Rican
Thinking that my dark skin
Meant my mom had cheated
Nah, he was just joking
It didn't take long before the notice
That they had to pick a name
Come time for the date
They were fighting over what they
Had picked for their first born
Let's go through the options with an eraser board
Nicholas, no actually Nicola
My mom had picked it out
Not ′cause of Coca Cola
If you recognize it, shout
Saint Nick, that′s Santa
The true gift giver
'Cause I gifted them a trio
Out of a couple people
But my dad had shivered
He went with a tradition
Something he inherited
He chose my name to be Adolfo
People think that it′s a mouthful
Used to think that it was awful
'Cause kids really can be mean
I quickly learned that sticks and stones
May break your bones
But I′m seventeen years old and I still ain't broken one
So I guess I′m undefeated but my name had me depleted
See people mean the second line of that nursery rhyme
That words may never hurt me or some bullshit lie
I ain't never been fucked up 'cause I got hit or disciplined
I′m messed up and my head loose cause I guess that kids can be cruel
Bullied every day
For seven years straight
Ever since one person found out about World War 2
People started comparing me to Mr. kill the Jews
What does it do to a mind
To be left alive
And equated to the worst fuckin guy
To ever conceivably be alive
Well just look at me
Apparently
It made me the opposite
I don′t have a single enemy
Except for myself on occasion
Those kids, they really profited
I remember meeting the biggest baddest one back in high school
Apparently he was sorry and we could even be friends
I knew that we were kids and he didn't mean a thing tho
So I said I forgave him but deep down I knew I hated him
I thought it was the end
But then I was questioning my friends
If they had a common enemy
Or if they really meant they love me
So fuck it, I got a sense of humor
I guess I can say "Heil Hitler"
And not feel bad about the past
But it was Mein Kampf
Wrote in nine months
More like eighty-one
My story just begun
But it′s got a killer back
Like it's hard not paper
Or maybe it′s like Batman
But when I was young boy
I wanted to change my name
Like I was in an RPG note
On the PS3
Playing Fallout or was it MCR
Point is I wanted it to be Jake
Nice short and simple
Not an anagram for snake
C4 and Nikita
But they say he next to Lucifer
Maybe Stalin had him beaten
Or maybe Kim in North Korea
I don't even look like any of them
So what were they saying?
How could I be mad when they were clearly playing?
I guess not anymore
But it still hurt
So don′t downplay
All the pain
Like it's irrelevant
That is my element
Pressure, I thrive in it
I work better under it
That is my influence
I'm addicted to hardship
Like methamphetamine
Lean, crack and cocaine
Bitch, I can be mean
Adapt to the flow
A rattle on show
Venomous bite
Kill you in one strike
Cobra fucking Kai
Death to Alt-Right
Nazis just might
Give you a reason to coil
But you′re spoiled
Like an old carton of milk
You might end up on the side
Of it or a sidewalk
Outlined in chalk
If you′re only gonna talk the talk
And not walk the walk
You better go solo like Aerosmith
Clock into your 9-5 shift
Tell me if the bathroom smells like shit
I'll be on tour rapping and kissed
Rockstar life, I don′t really wanna miss
Hard rock plights, easier than this
And by this I mean rapping
Yeah, I do it from the heart
But not just anyone can start
Make an album and give the market
A unique spark and sell out like we're Heart
Dun dun dun, dun dun dun and we′re banging the drums
Hit the eights on a hi-hat
Kick it but I like this
No I love it
I don't do it for the fame or the money
That ain′t never been my goal
But I do it to create a world
Give you a shiny pearl or sweet honey
Lure you in with stories
Bait you with the 4:4 beat
And teach ya something about being alive
Take a breather and look up to the sky
I aimed for the stars, overshot
Now I hit Andromeda
I don't wanna hear the drama of
Your small town blues
I got a nationwide view
I ensure that's all I knew
Going in to music
With a long cue
"In here is Doom"
I′m Tom Cruise mixed with Id
And MF, new
Super Shotgun, SSG
Eternal fucking G′s
But I learned to live with none of 'em
That is key
