Sabes?

This world is an island, and I see oncoming tidal waves
All your waves of emotion, I experienced Saturday
Whatchu think of the government? What are you tryna say?
Because I believe, from my memory, your degree is astrology
Only speak what you know, we could use less of you anyway
But I don't give a fuck, so I guess proceed with your prophecy
Cuz I used to give one, shit I used to give two
But these people mediocre, missed that lesson in school
What's up with not having classes teaching rap elementary?
I disrupted the classroom and demanded a salary
Yeah I flip my own beats, yeah they're similar, travesty
But rap industry counterparts are just capping my hourly
So I just bust out my shit, then I get paid retroactively
And I bust on your bitch, I've been acting haphazardly
While you're sus on your beats, all that trap shit is not mastery
So just trash all your accolades and take tour of my factory, because

I don't give a fuck, I don't give a shit
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a shit
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a shit
You're talking a lot, I need attention
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a shit
You're talking a lot, I need attention
I need attention, I need attention
I need attention, I need attention

This planet is minuscule, I'm not feeling on top of it
Because my radio cranium has been stationed on opposite
And it's seeping out static, with some meaning, monotonous
Streaming everyone moving to an Atlantis, metropolis
So I ride hippopotamus and I conquer the continent
Cocking back on my carbon, and sticking cock in incompetence
I'm inventing a lexicon, speaking senseless astonishments
If I'm Alex of Macedon, there's unfinished accomplishments
Kenny from Compton, Jermaine from North Carolina?
It depends on commitment or if I'm clapping vagina
Planetary alignment, or is Jesus my passenger?
Guess it depends on perception and if my message is popular
But it's subtle, binoculars, unfamiliar vernacular
If I hustle for labels, they won't see it's spectacular
Because financial consultants will say the market is laughable
I'll rap to the masses, exploit shit that's untappable, and

I don't give a fuck, I don't give a shit
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a shit
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a shit
You're talking a lot, I need attention
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a shit
You're talking a lot, I need attention
I need attention, I need attention
I need attention, I need attention

"Sawyer, my friend, we have a question here
Big question, please, go ahead, say hello."
"Hi, Sawyer, how are you?"
"Oh nice, the English."
"Yeah, this is American English."



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Writer(s): Sawyer Anderson Boyd
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