Oh My God Bo Burnham

I've never written a book in my life
‘Cause your tiny brains would never get it
Me compared to Shakespeare's like
Shakespeare compared to Shakespeare's wife

I gave you everything, but
I gave you simple minds so you made simple things
I gave you healthy birds;
You made chicken wings
I gave you nipples;
You made nipple rings

You’re not going to Heaven
Why would you EVER think I’d hang out with you?
You’re all dicks;
I don’t need you
I know a million aliens cooler than you
So fuck you

[Chorus]
Oh my
I said oh my god
Oh my, oh my god
I’m not gonna fix you
I’m not gonna fix you
I said oh my, oh my god