The punk elite are checking every thing I wear
Im tired of their endelss whine, why cant they mind their own ?
Cause what I am is what I will be
Dont need you or your crew
To tell me what to think or do
Everyday when you try to waste my time
I waste a rhyme
Sometimes I cant understand whats wrong
Cause this whole scene is filled with people whos bad and nong
Youre an idiot a loser man, if you go their way
Cause you dont need no one-track now
Sometimes I cant understand whats wrong
To all you suckers we dedicate this song