Em Calls Paul (Skit) Lyrics

Paul, yo, um
So I got your message, I wish you would answer the fuckin' phone
Um
Turn right
No, I don't plan to reply to everybody who fuckin' says something fucked up about me
But I will say this, I was reading some comments last night about, like
What people are fuckin' saying about Revival
And, uh
Yo, this Yahoo mother fucker, whatever the fuck his name is
Said I, literally said I rhymed "rhymes" with "chimes"
"Sucker free, confidence high
Such a breeze when I pen rhymes"
Like, you don't understand I'm rhyming the entire fuckin' sentence you fuckin' moron
It's my fault 'cause you're fuckin' stupid
But I swear to God this motherfucker lives in Michigan and I think I figured out his address
And I'm on my way to his fuckin' house right now
Turn left
I'll hit you back later