Problematic - Bo Burnham

I grew up as your usual suburbanite

A tiny town in Massachusetts

Overwhelmingly white ♪

I went to church on Sundays

In a suit and a tie

Then spent my free time

Watching Family Guy

I started doing comedy

When I was just a sheltered kid

I wrote offensive shit

And I said it

Father, please forgive me

For I did not realize what I did

Or that I’d live to regret it

Times are changing

And I’m getting old

Are you gonna hold me accountable?

My bed is empty, and I’m getting cold

Isn’t anybody gonna

Hold me accountable?

I’m problematic

He’s a problem

When I was 17, on Halloween

I dressed up as Aladdin

He’s a problem

I did not darken my skin

But still it feels weird in hindsight

I want to show you

How I’m growing as a person, but first

I feel I must address the lyrics

From the previous verse

I tried to hide behind my childhood

And that’s not okay

My actions are my own

I won’t explain them away

I’ve done a lot of self-reflecting

Since I started singing this song

I was totally wrong when I said it

Father, please forgive me

For I did not realize what I did

Or that I’d live to regret it

Times are changing

And I’m getting old

Are you gonna hold me accountable?

My bed is empty, and I’m getting cold

Isn’t anybody gonna

Hold me accountable?

I’m problematic

He’s a problem

I just remembered that Aladdin costume’s

In my mother’s attic

He’s a problem

I’m gonna go home and burn it…

Or not burn it.

Is burning it bad?

What should I do with it?

And I’ve been totally awful

My closet is chock-full of stuff

That is vaguely shitty

All of it was perfectly lawful

Just not very thoughtful at all

And just really shitty

And I’ve been totally awful

My closet is chock-full of stuff

That is vaguely shitty

All of it was perfectly lawful

Just not very thoughtful at all

And just really

And I’m really fucking sorry

Bitch, I’m trying to listen

Shit, I’ve been complacent

Sorry

If I’m gonna catch up

First, I gotta fess up

Sorry

Sorry