Hey, boy, what’s up with that attitude
You should show some gratitude
Don’t you know I made you, dude
You're nothing but the interlude
Your lack of facts is kind of rude
I think you suffer some delusions
About your self-appointed magnitude

There is no greatness that you’re destined for
Stay in your seat, keep your feet on the floor

You should be careful
When you're flying in this altitude
'Cause there’s a fire up in here
And you’re waiting to be barbecued

You wouldn’t last against me for a minute
You are here on holiday, and I am here to win it
I wanna touch the sky, yeah, maybe I'm a mess
I wanna torch the world, yeah baby, I confess

I can smell your mouth from here decaying
I don’t believe you understand
A single word you’re saying
Why are you staying?
So get down on your knees
‘Cause you better start praying

You wouldn’t last against me for a minute
You are here on holiday, and I am here to win it
I wanna touch the sky, yeah, maybe I'm a mess
I wanna torch the world, yeah baby, I confess

And you won’t get your way
No Satan, not today

Will this oxymoronity never end
You’re rambling on like a reverend