you said it was a boy that bears your name
but eighteen’s a man
I know everything they know
yes I’ll bear your name
yes I’ll wear that crown
heavy lies that thing, I know
I will dance by myself atop my early grave, so come on mother fuckers

here in the sun, there’s only fifteen minutes of fun
hope we tan and hope we can burn up
and I will stare at the eclipse just to believe it. so what?
hope we tan and hope we can burn up

if it wasn’t for the boy that bears your name
well you’d be the man
it’s a damn good thing you know
that there’s no shame in stepping down
as long as this boy steals the show
they said you’re nobody until someone kills you
that’s what B.I.G. said so I do too

ya, I gotta copyright
oh ya, I’m writing all the books
I'm the record book
copyright, I gotta copyright
all the record books
and tonight I’m signing all your books
sign the record, I'm the record books

and we, ya we can, all burn up