Don′t call the fuzz

Give me a buzz

To drown out the tasteI don't want the booze

To just go to waste

This is the time

You tie up your shoes

And run like a fool

This name is mine

Run and go hide

1945

The war had just ended

Hitler just descended

We rejoice cause he dead and

Sixty years later my mom was hurting

Her stomach had been turning

Nine months of pregnancy

And she had given birth to me

It′s the year 2003

On August 22nd

Mark the date so you can exit

My father said I was a Rican

Thinking that my dark skin

Meant my mom had cheated

Nah, he was just joking

It didn't take long before the notice

That they had to pick a name

Come time for the date

They were fighting over what they

Had picked for their first born

Let's go through the options with an eraser board

Nicholas, no actually Nicola

My mom had picked it out

Not ′cause of Coca Cola

If you recognize it, shout

Saint Nick, that′s Santa

The true gift giver

'Cause I gifted them a trio

Out of a couple people

But my dad had shivered

He went with a tradition

Something he inherited

He chose my name to be Adolfo

People think that it′s a mouthful

Used to think that it was awful

'Cause kids really can be mean

I quickly learned that sticks and stones

May break your bones

But I′m seventeen years old and I still ain't broken one

So I guess I′m undefeated but my name had me depleted

See people mean the second line of that nursery rhyme

That words may never hurt me or some bullshit lie

I ain't never been fucked up 'cause I got hit or disciplined

I′m messed up and my head loose cause I guess that kids can be cruel

Bullied every day

For seven years straight

Ever since one person found out about World War 2

People started comparing me to Mr. kill the Jews

What does it do to a mind

To be left alive

And equated to the worst fuckin guy

To ever conceivably be alive

Well just look at me

Apparently

It made me the opposite

I don′t have a single enemy

Except for myself on occasion

Those kids, they really profited

I remember meeting the biggest baddest one back in high school

Apparently he was sorry and we could even be friends

I knew that we were kids and he didn't mean a thing tho

So I said I forgave him but deep down I knew I hated him

I thought it was the end

But then I was questioning my friends

If they had a common enemy

Or if they really meant they love me

So fuck it, I got a sense of humor

I guess I can say "Heil Hitler"

And not feel bad about the past

But it was Mein Kampf

Wrote in nine months

More like eighty-one

My story just begun

But it′s got a killer back

Like it's hard not paper

Or maybe it′s like Batman

But when I was young boy

I wanted to change my name

Like I was in an RPG note

On the PS3

Playing Fallout or was it MCR

Point is I wanted it to be Jake

Nice short and simple

Not an anagram for snake

C4 and Nikita

But they say he next to Lucifer

Maybe Stalin had him beaten

Or maybe Kim in North Korea

I don't even look like any of them

So what were they saying?

How could I be mad when they were clearly playing?

I guess not anymore

But it still hurt

So don′t downplay

All the pain

Like it's irrelevant

That is my element

Pressure, I thrive in it

I work better under it

That is my influence

I'm addicted to hardship

Like methamphetamine

Lean, crack and cocaine

Bitch, I can be mean

Adapt to the flow

A rattle on show

Venomous bite

Kill you in one strike

Cobra fucking Kai

Death to Alt-Right

Nazis just might

Give you a reason to coil

But you′re spoiled

Like an old carton of milk

You might end up on the side

Of it or a sidewalk

Outlined in chalk

If you′re only gonna talk the talk

And not walk the walk

You better go solo like Aerosmith

Clock into your 9-5 shift

Tell me if the bathroom smells like shit

I'll be on tour rapping and kissed

Rockstar life, I don′t really wanna miss

Hard rock plights, easier than this

And by this I mean rapping

Yeah, I do it from the heart

But not just anyone can start

Make an album and give the market

A unique spark and sell out like we're Heart

Dun dun dun, dun dun dun and we′re banging the drums

Hit the eights on a hi-hat

Kick it but I like this

No I love it

I don't do it for the fame or the money

That ain′t never been my goal

But I do it to create a world

Give you a shiny pearl or sweet honey

Lure you in with stories

Bait you with the 4:4 beat

And teach ya something about being alive

Take a breather and look up to the sky

I aimed for the stars, overshot

Now I hit Andromeda

I don't wanna hear the drama of

Your small town blues

I got a nationwide view

I ensure that's all I knew

Going in to music

With a long cue

"In here is Doom"

I′m Tom Cruise mixed with Id

And MF, new

Super Shotgun, SSG

Eternal fucking G′s

But I learned to live with none of 'em

That is key