This is for all the naysayers All the people that said we couldn't do it again For every critic out there with a molten lava pen I just have one thing to say to you You're probably right Their rookie album, ten out of ten On the tasty scale, Pitchfork again They ask: Can they do it two times in a row? The sophomore album is the toughest, yo They quip Can the one Trait do it again Bring the fire like they did in two thousand ten Wait– What year did that come out again? I can't remember motherfucker, I've been hittin' my vape pen I can't remember how to read or write Let alone write bangers deep into the night I forget how to even ride my fuckin' bike I feel like a dumb motherfucker (dumb, dumb motherfucker) The Softmore Slump this shit is real And the Softmore Slump don't make you feel very good 'Cause everybody on your fuckin' back They're saying: Write mother fucker, write a fuckin' track Softmore Slump, this album's gonna suck Softmore Slump, I'm 'bout to fuck you up Softmore Slump, this album bout to suck Softmore Slump, I'm 'bout to fuck you up (Fuck this album) We're gonna be at every festival We're gonna be at every show We're not going to be playing them probably But we're gonna be there be watching And judging you! See how that makes you feel Mac DeMarco See how that makes you feel Kevin Parker We're gonna be at Coachella We're gonna be at Glastonbury We were probably woulda been at Sasquatch but I think it's dead We're gonna be everywhere! We're goin' everywhere! One trait, comin' for you One trait, comin' for everybody!