Yeah, fuck. (Obviously explicit.)

You can't pay me, baby
To be a human out of all the differences,
Think about the consequences,
When you take outside the gun,
Ruined the party, you ruined the fun.

You can't make me, baby,
To take for motherfucking instance
The causal link of your own protection
In keeping the distance.

I'm on my way to cheer,
To fuck things up.
In my own bloody car I ride like it was stolen
Damn pretty wild. And I ain't gonna stop.