The Fuck Yous - Insane Clown Posse

I wake up to a text tellin' me to eat shit

I walk out the house catch a brick in the lip

Waitin' for the bus it tried to hit me

Fuck it I’ll walk a dog with rabies bit me

Get to my job it’s fuck me I’m fired

Just started my fuckin' day I’m already tired

Asked a hottie for her number she sprayed me with mace

I gave a bum a dollar he spit in my face

I’ve learned to be okay with

Fuck you fuck you

I’m actually okay

I don’t mind fuck you

I might even prefer

The fuck you fuck you

I’m actually okay

I don’t mind fuck you

When I try to hit the blunt my name is skipped

I’m that nerd in the lunch room with no where to sit

I’m forever last pick cause I ain’t physically fit

The whole world do me like Tila I get pelted with shit

I stick my hand out for a dap get kicked in the gut

It’s fuckin' freezin' out here all doors slammed shut

Cops preachers and teachers nobody has time

I finally get to the front back to the back of the line

I would rather be the fuckin' monster than to be the scared bitch

I would rather be a bum that needed than to be the pretty rich

I would rather be the lost and cheated than to be the schemin' one (I would

rather be)

I would rather be the one who earns his teeth than the punk with all the luck

Fuck you-you-you-you-you