You’re always aiming paper airplanes at me when you’re around. You build me up like building blocks just so you can break me down You can crush my candy cane but you’ll never catch me cry If you didn’t go back to home and I tag you don’t be surprised. I know my ABC’s yet you keep teaching me I say, fuck your degree, alphabet boy You think you’re smarter than me with all your bad poetry Fuck all your ABC’s, alphabet boy I’m not a little kid now. Watch me get big now. Spell my name on the fridge now With all your alphabet toys You want a spelling bee now? With all “You’re smarter than me” now? You’re the prince of the playground. Little, alphabet boy. Apples aren’t an always appropriate apology Butterscotch and bubblegum drops are bittersweet to me. Don’t call me a child while you keep counting all your coins. Well you’re not my daddy and I’m not your dolly. And you’re dictionary’s distorted. I know my ABC’s yet you keep teaching me I say, fuck your degree, alphabet boy You think you’re smarter than me with all your bad poetry Fuck all your ABC’s, alphabet boy I’m not a little kid now. Watch me get big now. Spell my name on the fridge now With all your alphabet toys You want a spelling bee now? With all “You’re smarter than me” now? You’re the prince of the playground. Little, alphabet boy. Alphabet Boy. My alphabet Boy. I’m not a little kid now. Watch me get big now. Spell my name on the fridge now With all your alphabet toys You want a spelling bee now? With all “You’re smarter than me” now? You’re the prince of the playground. Little, alphabet boy.