When you knock the side of your head,
Is anyone home?
Or is the only response
That dull echo?
As dull and as thick as the fuckwit who owns it
Buys his comments from others, yeah you loan it
You know it's fucked how I can't even be myself
In virtual reality without being picked on by someone else?!
Do I really threaten you by being an up-and-comer?
Do you run home to your basement, just to tell your mother?
Sucking your thumb and fucking cousins to forget your troubles
But it never works, I'm always here, you daft mother-fucker!
I'm a mother fucking ghost and I'mma haunt your soul
Turn stupidity to comedy and swallow it all whole
Make it fresh content, regardless of the consequence
Til you leave me alone, fucker, and let me be myself!
You know nothing about me, do they call you Jon Snow?
You know nothing bitch, so pack your bags and catch the last bus home
You're just embarrassing yourself, you're a laughing stock
Look at all the comments I made telling you to go fuck yourself!
Do you see me now, huh? Am I what you expected?
That "woof whore" who by being himself got himself rejected?
Why can't you appreciate others man, and stop being your lack of brains' slave
And give this shit up before I contemplate digging your grave