The Way I Am — Verse 3

Scored May 17, 2026

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I'm so sick and tired of bein' admired that I wish that I would just die or get fired

And dropped from my label, let's stop with the fables

I'm not gonna be able to top a "My Name Is"

And pigeon-holed into some poppy sensation

To cop me rotation at rock 'n' roll stations

And I just do not got the patience

To deal with these cocky Caucasians who think

I'm some wigga who just tries to be black

'Cause I talk with an accent and grab on my balls

So they always keep askin' the same fuckin' questions

What school did I go to, what hood I grew up in

The why, the who, what, when, the where, and the how

'Til I'm grabbin' my hair and I'm tearin' it out (Argh)

'Cause they drivin' me crazy, I can't take it

I'm racin', I'm pacin', I stand, and I sit

And I'm thankful for every fan that I get

But I can't take a shit in the bathroom without someone standin' by it

No, I won't sign your autograph

You can call me an asshole, I'm glad

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