I grew up as your usual suburbanite

A tiny town in Massachusetts, overwhelmingly white

I went to church on Sundays in a suit and a tie

And spent my free time watching Family Guy

I started doing comedy when I was just a sheltered kid

I wrote offensive shit, and I said it

Father, please forgive me, for I did not realize what I did

Or that I'd live to regret it

Times are changing, and I'm getting old

Are you gonna hold me accountable?

My bed is empty and I'm getting cold

Isn't anybody gonna hold me accountable?

I'm problematic (He's a problem)

When I was seventeen, on Halloween

I dressed up as Aladdin (He's a problem)

I did not darken my skin, but still, it feels weird in hindsight

I want to show you how I'm growing as a person, but first

I feel I must address the lyrics from the previous verse

I tried to hide behind my childhood, and that's not okay

My actions are my own, I won't explain them away

I've done a lot of self-reflecting since I started singing this song

I was totally wrong when I said it

Father, please forgive me, for I did not realize what I did

Or that I'd live to regret it

Times are changing and I'm getting old

Are you gonna hold me accountable?

My bed is empty and I'm getting cold

Isn't anybody gonna hold me accountable?

I'm problematic (He's a problem)

I just remembered that Aladdin costume's in my mother's attic

(He's a problem)

I'm gonna go home and burn it

And I've been totally awful

My closet is chock-full of stuff that is vaguely shitty

All of it was perfectly lawful

Just not very thoughtful at all and just really shitty

And I've been totally awful

My closet is chock-full of stuff that is vaguely shitty

All of it was perfectly lawful

Just not very thoughtful at all and just really

And I'm really fucking sorry

Bitch, I'm trying to listen

Shit, I've been complicit

Sorry

If I'm gonna catch up

First, I gotta fess up

Sorry

Sorry