I grew up as your usual suburbanite A tiny town in Massachusetts, overwhelmingly white I went to church on Sundays in a suit and a tie Then spent my free time watching Family Guy
I started doing comedy when I was just a sheltered kid I wrote offensive shit And I said it
Father, please forgive me For I did not realize what I did Or that I´d live to regret it
Times are changing and I´m getting old Are you gonna hold me accountable? My bed is empty and I´m getting cold Isn´t anybody gonna hold me accountable?
Uh I´m problematic He´s a problem
When I was 17, on Halloween I dressed up as Aladdin (He´s a problem) I did not darken my skin But still, it feels weird in hindsight
I want to show you how I´m growing as a person, but first I feel I must address the lyrics from the previous verse I tried to hide behind my childhood and that´s not okay My actions are my own, I won´t explain them away I´ve done a lot of self-reflecting since I started singing this song I was totally wrong when I said it
Father, please forgive me For I did not realize what I did
Or that I´d live to regret it
Times are changing and I´m getting old Are you gonna hold me accountable? My bed is empty and I´m getting cold Isn´t anybody gonna hold me accountable?
Uh I´m problematic He´s a problem
I just remembered that Aladdin costume´s In my mother´s attic (He´s a problem) I´m gonna go home and burn it… Or not burn it. Is burning it bad? What should I do with it?
And I´ve been totally awful
My closet is chock-full of stuff That is vaguely shitty All of it was perfectly lawful Just not very thoughtful at all And just really shitty And I´ve been totally awful My closet is chock-full of stuff That is vaguely shitty All of it was perfectly lawful Just not very thoughtful at all And just really
And I´m really fucking sorry Bitch, I´m trying to listen Shit, I´ve been complicit Sorry If I´m gonna catch up First, I gotta fess up