Nerd Alert
Hey, what's up?
Um
This is a diss track to all the bullies and jocks at school who
Push me into lockers and take my lunch money, et cetera, et cetera
Got my friend Travis on the beat (Present!)
Okay
Here it goes
Tryna square up but you're not as equal (Math)
Pulled Pork III, that's the sequel's sequel (Three)
I get quite shy when I talk to people (Nope)
Bitch, I'm the shit, 'cause my flow is fecal
I'm a dork, I'm a nerd, I'm a dweeb (Yup)
I write and I learn and I read (Me too!)
Every night, toss and turn in my sleep
'Cause my brain's full of numbers and digits and dreams
May I have your attention, please?
When I'm on the mic, I'm like Socrates
I'm on straight A's, all you got is E's
You fail to find the angle while I got degrees
Your last girl just gave me head
So if you're tryna find 'X', bitch, check my bed
You got street smarts, huh? I got common sense
Like the numerator, bitch, I'm on top of this
You're a quick problem, bitch, check the formula
Call me four eyes you bitch, extra corneas
Am I too nerdy, huh? Am I borin' ya?
You can't bully me, I'm ignorin' ya!
My mom said I'm a handsome boy
Hit the floor now I'm dancing, boy
I get those notes but you can't sing, boy
Top of the class, you're not passing, boy
Okay, nice work Travis, we killed it out there
Travis?
Oh my god Travis is unconscious, I think he had an asthma attack
I was too deep in the flow, I didn't notice
Oh my god, he's unconscious, I think he's dead!
Um
This is a diss track to all the bullies and jocks at school who
Push me into lockers and take my lunch money, et cetera, et cetera
Got my friend Travis on the beat (Present!)
Okay
Here it goes
Tryna square up but you're not as equal (Math)
Pulled Pork III, that's the sequel's sequel (Three)
I get quite shy when I talk to people (Nope)
Bitch, I'm the shit, 'cause my flow is fecal
I'm a dork, I'm a nerd, I'm a dweeb (Yup)
I write and I learn and I read (Me too!)
Every night, toss and turn in my sleep
'Cause my brain's full of numbers and digits and dreams
May I have your attention, please?
When I'm on the mic, I'm like Socrates
I'm on straight A's, all you got is E's
You fail to find the angle while I got degrees
Your last girl just gave me head
So if you're tryna find 'X', bitch, check my bed
You got street smarts, huh? I got common sense
Like the numerator, bitch, I'm on top of this
You're a quick problem, bitch, check the formula
Call me four eyes you bitch, extra corneas
Am I too nerdy, huh? Am I borin' ya?
You can't bully me, I'm ignorin' ya!
My mom said I'm a handsome boy
Hit the floor now I'm dancing, boy
I get those notes but you can't sing, boy
Top of the class, you're not passing, boy
Okay, nice work Travis, we killed it out there
Travis?
Oh my god Travis is unconscious, I think he had an asthma attack
I was too deep in the flow, I didn't notice
Oh my god, he's unconscious, I think he's dead!
Credits
Writer(s): Pulled Pork
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