Released: December 1, 2014
Featuring: Mac Miller
Songwriter: Mac Miller
Producer: Thelonious Martin
[Intro: Mac Miller]
I don't know, man, it's been a while
Yeah, um
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, alright, okay, alright
Yeah
[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Yeah, I spend my nights workin' and I'm quite certain
If the right person come across me, then I might hurt him
This the, the white sermon, and I ain't talkin' Erick
These rappers is my sons, I'm the shittiest of parents
This just another suicide lullaby
You don't get the truth here, we only summarize
The facts ain't nothin' we should publicize
Throw the lightning bolts, my bitch got the thunder thighs
It's young Zeus with it
Throw the blunt in the circle, playin' duck, duck, goose with it
Too prolific
Lot of people after the bread
Me, I'ma rap when I'm dead
Tell 'em, "Shoot me in the back of the head"
[Chorus: Mac Miller]
Man with no face
Yeah, man with no face
Um (Nah, and I see everybody got zooted and booted from this motherfucker)
Man with no face, yeah
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
Unstable head, fillin' up with raps
Whiskey in my flask, shit, you didn't have to ask
They was makin' judgements, but they didn't know the half
I ain't ScHoolboy Q, bitch, I didn't go to class
Your bitch pussy lips is on my 'stache
I see these new rappers and, all I do is laugh
Rap sabotage, young Macintosh
Funny money like I was buddies with Judd Apatow
Yeah, the raps is hard, but the pack is raw
I'm Old Jewish, homie, chillin', playin' racquetball
And it's all good after all, and it's all good after all
[Chorus: Mac Miller]
Yeah, man with no face (Jabroni!)
Man with no face
Nah, and I see everybody got zooted and booted from this motherfucker
I don't know, man, it's been a while
Yeah, um
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, alright, okay, alright
Yeah
[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Yeah, I spend my nights workin' and I'm quite certain
If the right person come across me, then I might hurt him
This the, the white sermon, and I ain't talkin' Erick
These rappers is my sons, I'm the shittiest of parents
This just another suicide lullaby
You don't get the truth here, we only summarize
The facts ain't nothin' we should publicize
Throw the lightning bolts, my bitch got the thunder thighs
It's young Zeus with it
Throw the blunt in the circle, playin' duck, duck, goose with it
Too prolific
Lot of people after the bread
Me, I'ma rap when I'm dead
Tell 'em, "Shoot me in the back of the head"
[Chorus: Mac Miller]
Man with no face
Yeah, man with no face
Um (Nah, and I see everybody got zooted and booted from this motherfucker)
Man with no face, yeah
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
Unstable head, fillin' up with raps
Whiskey in my flask, shit, you didn't have to ask
They was makin' judgements, but they didn't know the half
I ain't ScHoolboy Q, bitch, I didn't go to class
Your bitch pussy lips is on my 'stache
I see these new rappers and, all I do is laugh
Rap sabotage, young Macintosh
Funny money like I was buddies with Judd Apatow
Yeah, the raps is hard, but the pack is raw
I'm Old Jewish, homie, chillin', playin' racquetball
And it's all good after all, and it's all good after all
[Chorus: Mac Miller]
Yeah, man with no face (Jabroni!)
Man with no face
Nah, and I see everybody got zooted and booted from this motherfucker