Casual Hatred

She walks with a gun in her hand Why does everybody in my life make commands They don't understand Stares with a glare over there at a man And he offers her a drink, got plans Thinks, starts running, overpriced Vans she can feel the ink smudging Summertime heat got a Mars bar fudging Mom said don't eat sweets you'll get pudgy Why does everybody gotta judge me? The jig is up, and the emperor's naked Let's engage in a little bit of casual hatred It's grandma damn it Asking about tonight sorry I ain't on the planet Have to go cause we planned it for a while But if she comments on my style then I might just have to blow Big stress about show and I'm ready so Meet the girl everybody didn't care enough to know No chill, middle finger to a dreamy-eyed bro Idiot's on the bench like he waiting for Godot The jig is up, and the emperor's naked Let's engage in a little bit of casual hatred Have you lost what inspired you? Who's the boss that you answer to? That's me cause I love myself I don't trust anybody that impose they help Stick it in the little red pocket of your seatbelt Then fasten it up Fascinating how those that think they know you Think they owed back happiness F*ck that, Imma do me and just laugh at this stuff These amateurs suck, they never give up You give them attention it's never enough I'm going all in cause they calling my bluff I aim at your brain and I turn it to dust The jig is up, and the emperor's naked Let's engage in a little bit of casual hatred And go back to the basics