Hey! Oh, Mr. Back-Stabbing-Son-of-a-Bitch
You’re livin’ in a world that’ll soon be dyin’
And I know, everybody knows you try to be like me
But even at your best as a man
You couldn’t equal half of me

You! You’re another shit talkin’ punk to me
You’re a living inspiration for what I never wanna be
I see you’ve been blinded by what you believe
Now back up and sit down, shut up and act like you need to be

I am realizing
That everybody’s lost their simple ways
And now that it’s here, I see it oh, so clearly
I’ve come face to face with the enemy
Oh, the enemy

So predicting, you’re the reason why I lie
Simple decision took me too much time to fly
Oh, check mate!