I’m sorry you’re inferior I think that you'll find I deserve special mention I'm one of a kind; you're all copy and paste You're on the bottom-most rungs; you're beneath my attention And you stick out your tongues 'cause you have no taste Don't act like I'm the problem I'm the princess and you're the pea You're all slept on 'cause that's your job Lamenting all you'll never be What, you wanted an apology?
