I am no longer who I am
No longer
It's all ad nauseam to you
Albeit abetted by the first four amounts
I counted them up at the fountain I founded for you
Back at school
Everything was true
I am a tastemaker, and I kill things
I am not a tastemaker and I kill things
Albeit acquitted on the first four counts
The compilation released by the nation I founded for you
Back at school
Everything was true
Ridiculously cool
I am no longer who I am
No longer
It's all ad nauseam to you
Albeit abetted by the first four amounts
They rounded us up by the walls that I never stoned for you
Back at school
Everything was true