They call me Young Zuck just a punk
Tryna be in finals clubs no girls showin' me love
But I don't give a fuck
I was made to be great facemashin' all my dates
As I crash the network -- college aged Bill Gates
Not really a creep -- okay, maybe social geek
You can check out my blog I'm telling it when I speak
Programmin up in my sleep I don't got many peeps
For friends -- Eduardo he was one of them
I guess -- yes, well lemme get this off my chest
I believe I'm the best when it comes to CS
Facebook -- yo, that was my idea
Don't let them Winklevosses tell you that I steal
For real. I got the Napster as my bro
And he knows that this thing is about to blow
So I'ma hop on a plane to Palo Alto
Call up Peter Thief and well...you know

Chorus:
I'll be C.E.O (yo!) x 2
Couple years go by I'm worth a couple of bill
And all these haters want a piece they jus need to chill
I look back on the site I was about to build
And never thought or dreamed that it could be this ill
I still got Asian groupies giving me brain
But now the phoenix is the name of my private plane
I abstain from doin' drugs cuz I know cocaine
Can really cause some peeps to go kind of insane
But it's kind of okay yea I've made mistakes
500 million friends ain't that easy to make
I went from wiring in to be in Wired magazine
And there's no AEPI when I fly Caribbean
Facebook -- yo, it was meant to be
A social network expert or my destiny
jus a hacker turned legit a slacker and misfit
But my business cards say I'm C.E.O bitch