If you’ll let me I’ll get my lips near me

 If you’ll let me I’ll get my lips near me.
 I’m a little different but you shouldn’t fear me.
 I’m not going to set off bombs in a public place
 Get too close to me I won’t throw acid on your face.
 Sometimes, I’m a disgrace for even thinking.
 We’re all making evaluations based on imperfect knowledge
 even if you went to college you still don’t know what’s up.
 What’s up? What’s up?
 I turned out to be nothing
 not even lint on my belly button.
 What’s up? What’s up?
 What determines who you are: your job, or your car?
 Should you live a life of thought, or should you just live?
 Give it up. Give it up.