| I was walkin' through the city streets
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| And a man walks up to me and hands me the latest energy drink
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| «Run faster, jump higher»
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| Man, I’m not gonna let you poison me
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| I threw it on the ground
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| You must think I’m a joke
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| I ain’t gonna be part of your system
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| Man! | 
| Pump that garbage in another man’s veins
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| I go to my favorite hot dog stand
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| And the dude says, «You come here all the time! | 
| Here’s one for free»
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| I said, «Man! | 
| What do I look like? | 
| A charity case?»
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| I took it and threw it on the ground!
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| I don’t need your handouts!
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| I’m an adult!
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| Please!
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| You can’t buy me hot dog, man!
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| At the farmer’s market with my so called girlfriend
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| She hands me her cell phone, says it’s my dad
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| Man, this ain’t my dad!
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| This is a cell phone!
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| I threw it on the ground!
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| What, you think I’m stupid?
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| I’m not a part of your system
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| My dad’s not a phone!
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| DUH!
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| Some poser hands me cake at a birthday party
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| Whatcha want me to do with this? | 
| Eat it?
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| Happy birthday to the ground!
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| I threw the rest of the cake, too!
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| Welcome to the real world, jackass!
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| So many things to throw on the ground
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| Like this, and this, and that, and even this
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| I’m an ADULT!
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| Two Hollywood phonies try to give me their autograph
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| GROUND!
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| Nobody wants your autograph, phonies!
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| Then the two phonies got up
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| Turned out they had a taser
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| And they tased me in the butthole
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| Fell to the ground
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| The phonies didn’t let up
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| Tasin' on my butthole over and over
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| I was screamin' and squirmin'
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| My butthole was on fire
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| The moral of the story is
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| You can’t trust the system
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| Man! |