Another has-to-be is all you ever saw in me   A misfit with a punk-ass haircut   Cramping up your style   I’ve had it capped inside me   Knowing that next time that we’d meet   I’d be looking down upon you   You’d be standing under me      It’s like an act, you see   A game where we play make believe   You always knew just how much strength   And what to do to use it   I watched the agony of everyone you tortured   With your condescending attitude   And fancy little jeep      I dedicate this tune to most of you from my high school   Who helped to bring me down when I would rise   Thanks all you sluts and whores   And stupid little whitehat bores   I truly hope you get what you deserve      Add up the IQ’s   Get a plethora of loosened screws   And those are just the ones they didn’t use   Man how I’d fantasize   The day when we would switch the sides   I must say that I rather like this view