Lyric

But with these buttons I'm always pushing (Yeah), pain I'm always inflicting (What?)

Protestors outside the Shady offices livid (Yeah)

It'll make you think that you had the game on lock 'til they pick it (Trick it)

Only way for me to explain it is I'm conflicted (What?)

Walkin' on eggshells, like if I take it too far, is this it? (Yeah)

Part of me gets it and wants to say I'm sorry and fix it (I'm so—)

So all my statements are basically contradictive (What?)

Like using the F-word for gay is wrong and offensive (What?)

And insensitive as if me sayin' the R-word isn't