[Intro: Philip Solo]
Yeah, yeah, ay, ay

[Verse 1: Philip Solo]
I like to not fit in
I like to be obscene
My past is full of pain
There was no sweet sixteen
I like to be alone
I like to not like you
If she won't kill for me
Then that is not my boo
I like to stack my cash
I want the newest ride
I'm fuckin' killin' swag
Call that a suicide
I like a minutes fame
I what you call a whore
I went to Hot Topic
And fuckin' bought the store

[Pre-Chorus: Philip Solo]
You think you so right
I do you so wrong
Machetes, guns, knives
So on and so on
I fucking hate you
I fucking miss you
I fucking hate you, ay
Fucking miss, ay
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