Yo they call me Young Harlum... not really they call me idiot
I should be kicked out by the people I'm living with
But they're in a little bit of a predicament
'Cos they kicked me out already and I just moved back in again
I'm a dickhead, I get it if I isn't respected
My English bad just so it can fit in a sentence
I wasn't a middle child but I was feeling neglected
So I became a shitty rapper out of resentment
I burst with the rhymes, it ain't the nursery type
I'm Jay from The Inbetweeners with a dirtier mind
I go to the pub and I start disturbing the night
'Til I can't even get a lift on the courtesy ride
I'm a Turkish Delight, the least of the favorites
But still get it from the milfs like a mini Pete Davidson
I can see how playing me seems dangerous
But if they take me off the playlist; they didn't keep the flavor in
Yeah, I'm that Young Harlum with the Goldie sound
Yeah I'm that Young Harlum
It ain't easy being me G
Each week I end up knee deep in the CC's
And I ain't drinking 'em discreetly
Only three deep and you wouldn't wanna meet me
I just say some silly shit that have you screaming like The Bee Gees
My Comedy isn't for thin skinned people
And I'm the first to admit that some of has been fecal
But best believe I will always bring a single
I've been feeling like a young Vin Diesel
If the chick a Baby Groot with the cuteness then I'm baggin'
I've been acting like a donkey and I'm looking for my dragon
I need a booty that be challenging
I ain't Ginuwine tryn'a ride a pony, I'm wanting Meg the Stallion
So giddy up and play some Harlum as a pick me up
Pack all of your friends inside a room like it's a city bus
It isn't lit enough until I'm sitting in the corner pissed, Drinking Jager and Mother out of a Sippy cup
Yeah, I'm that young Harlum with the Goldie sound
Yeah I'm that Young Harlum