If I may have a moment to share it with you, I would like to. You need to grow up. You need to grow up. You need to grow up. Grow up. Keep thinking that you're the grown up. Show up to the show. Grow from the floor. Sing a little more. Do up all your chores. Sleep a little more. Do up all your chores. I gotta *** grow up. Yo, I'm on the wind up. I can't make this speed up. I can't let this blow up. I won't be the runner up. You, you gotta *** grow up. Sayin' *** like, like, meme, OML. I'm the same text back and forth while sittin' three feet away. Bitch, stop fuckin' playin'. You a fuckin' dope. Stop actin' like you the pope. Everybody praise you. Yeah, that's real sweet. All your hundred somethin' followers favorite your tweets. And you think that brings you peace. Let everyone know you never fuckin' cease. Grow up. Keep thinking that you're the grown up. Show up to the show. Grow from the floor. Sing a little more. Do up all your chores. Sleep a little more. Do up all your chores. Steppin' from a free throw. Hit a three, though. Runnin' like the Kirby, though. Broke like McFlurry, though. Hit that motherfucker. I'm insanely zany like Animaniacs. Hit you with a axe like my name is Jack. Wonderin' if life can go back. Do I even want it to, though? Maybe I wanna go. Leave the people that *** up weekends long ago. Behind. Spit sublime rhymes. Lose time. Hit that motherfucker more, too. With that motherfucker, run through. With that motherfucker, you know who. With that motherfucker, you are. Actin' like a star, but you far below the bar. Quit tryin', you'll quit cryin'. People say they hate me. Bitch, you're just lazy. And they sick of it. And you should know it. Yeah, they sick of it. They sick of your ***. Grow up. Keep thinkin' that you're the grown-up. Show up to the show. Grow up from the floor. Sing a little more. Do up all your chores. Sleep a little more. Do up all your chores.