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Song Parodies -> "This Is Numerical"

Original Song Title:

"This Is America"

Original Performer:

Childish Gambino

Parody Song Title:

"This Is Numerical"

Parody Written by:

the_conqueror_of_parodies

The Lyrics

Part of my "Turnin' It Up" self-challenge. Simple maths can sometimes really wig people out, like this poor dude...
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, no, no, I hate
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (woo), yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, broke, broken brains
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (woo), yeah, yeah, yeah, lobes, lobes are strained
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (woo), yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, shows, shows I'm lame

I was really hungry, hungry for some food
Came prepared with money, money has some use (yeah)
I didn't wanna card it, cardin's too easy
My spare change was crampin' (my spare change was crampin'), crampin' up the place (woo, yeah)
I won't blame my hunger (yeah), hunger for some food (yeah)
When it comes to money (yeah), money hates me, dude (dude)
I've always had this problem (yeah), problem sticks with me (yeah)
Suck at this financin' (suck at this financin', yeah), panic ev'ry day (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

This is numerical, it's where I'm slippin' now (oh)
Always be slippin' now (oh), my brain is flippin' out
This is numerical (woo), hard to be thinkin' now (oh)
And when I'm thinkin' now, no sense is comin' out (bruh)
This is numerical (skrrt, skrrt, woo, bruh), should it be twenty now (bruh, ayy, bruh)?
Or is it thirty now (bruh, bruh)? Watch the coins tumble out (bruh, woo)
Yeah, this is numerical (woo, ayy), always a barrier (word, a barrier)
This is why cash (ayy, woo) ain't in my carry on
Yeah, yeah, feel like a piece of shit (ugh), yeah, yeah, I'm a line filler (woo)
Yeah, yeah, I really understand (woo), yeah, yeah, if you get punchy-mad (woo)
Yeah, yeah, I'm a dope like yeah (yeah), I don't know shite, yeah (woo)
Not a joke, right, yeah (straight up, uh)

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, I'm so sorry
Believe me, I'm sorry
That I suck at countin' money, cash hack (I'm a cash hack)
Suck at money, cash hack (I'm a cash hack)
Fail at money, cash hack (I'm a cash hack)
Hate real money, cash hack (I'm a cash hack), cash hack

This is numerical (woo, ayy), fingers are slippin' now (woo, woo, fingers are slippin' now)
Hate to be slippin' now (ayy, woah), my phone, I'm whippin' out (woo, ah)
This is numerical (yeah, yeah), so hard to figure out (ayy, woah, ayy)
Just let me figure out (ayy, woo) which coins I should dish out (ayy)
Because I'm freakin' out (hey), I'm an eejit (such an eejit, woo)
So damn stupid (so damn stupid), it ain't pretty (yeah, yeah)
Cause my age is (ayy, 'fraid my age is, yeah) far past youth (ah, blaow)
Not a kiddy (ha), just a fool (yeah, ah)
I don't know jack (woo, crap), ooh, know that (yeah, know that, hold on)
Ooh, thickhead, damn (ooh-woo, thickhead, thickhead), ooh, worthless (made of dumb)
Hear me tap, hear me tap, hear me tap (hear me tap)
Out the maths, out the maths, out the maths (out the maths)
I keep forgettin' the numbers (woah)
Who knew fast food was a stumper (blaow)?

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (numerical), really sorry (when it comes up, I lose my shit, man)
Cashier, I'm so sorry (as a great moron, know me) (ow!)
I can't hold my own at money, asshat (asshat) (ow!)
I'm a money asshat (asshat) (ow!)
Such a money asshat (asshat) (ow!)
Total money (1, 2, 3) asshat (asshat), fail now
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (ow!), feel so sorry (oh-oh-oh-oh, whoo!)
Absolutely sorry (oh yeah!)
That I can't handle my money, cash prat (cash prat)
I'm a money cash prat (cash prat)
Such a money cash prat (cash prat)
Total money cash prat (cash prat), cash prat

I just can't hack cash, I'm a twerp, that's clearly on show, ayy
I plain can't hack cash, my brain hurts, it seems out of proportion, ayy
Just a chip shop, yeah, how is that so hard to add up?
Bro, you should see me tear shit up when the bills come

I'm not 100% like this dude, but I still do occasionally write out multiplication tables on my leg.

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Matthias - April 14, 2019 - Report this comment
This was a fun twist on the whole “Come on black Man. Get that money”

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