They call me (yeah) They call me modern trash, I am just a common fad I wrote myself a letter for the gods and now it’s crumpled in a bottle flask Took a while to start, like an engine in the wintertime But somehow I moved forward, not a broken record I’ll be fine And I’ve lived a fruitful life, soon I got seed to bear The world is looking at me like what’s next? I wonder if they care? Me and Alex used to sip the handles in the park bench Laying foundations, turned it to a garden
Might not make it to the top People telling me to stop Everything could go wrong Never had the world in my hands
They gone throw salt on my name And eat me whole till I’m finished Till a wall full of faces All calling me god awwww Welcome to the jungle It’s what happens when you ain’t been shit
Then I spend a vault full of money Keep on going till I’m finished Till I fall from my grace And they calling me flawed awwww Welcome to the jungle Is what happens when you still ain’t shit
Now I’m moving with a switchblade Buddy I ain’t bitch made I don’t need a conversation Let me get paid You could get a flick, in a jiffy, Johnny quick is my nickname And I’m gone mate with ya bish leave a dickstain And my name doing big thangs, professional asshole begins: I’m in the bay like the sponge, starfish and the squid I’m in LA like I bought me an apartment and shit I got the sex and the drugs good money oh lord There’s no chance for me Got a scandalous side piece from The Valley that dance for me No family, I’m a Randy Marsh, only Stans for me, ah
Never thought I be on top No one telling me to stop What the hell could go wrong Had the whole damn world in my hands
They gone throw salt on my name And eat me whole till I’m finished Till a wall full of faces All calling me god awwww Welcome to the jungle It’s what happens when you ain’t been shit
Then I spend a vault full of money Keep on going till I’m finished Till I fall from my grace And they calling me flawed awwww Welcome to the jungle It’s what happens when you still ain’t shit When you still ain’t shit
You still ain’t shit
All this time spent a wallflower Just waiting to bloom I’m just an average modern man To you, to you