Lyrics:

I have a stinger; I am a honey bee
I am a razor; please cut your wrist with me
You're supercommon; you flaunt your pedigree
You're clear as water, oh whoa ah oh (alright!)

I'm already spinning in my grave
I'm already spinning in my grave

I am a subject of your documentary
You have a question?
I am the third degree
I am authentic; I'm authenticity
I'm no such thing, oh whoa ah oh (C'mon!)

I'm already spinning in my grave
I'm already spinning in my grave
Oh wa ah oh
(Oh, it's a damn shame)
I'm already spinning in my grave
I'm already spitting on your grave

Already spinning in my grave
Already spinning in my grave