murder the track with the certainty I'm blurr-wasted
as sure as the fact your favorite rappers got a straight disaster turd baking
smirked faced, bird chasing, fur tasting
was at third base before I learned basics
drive with Hump down the interstate flying
takes swigs straight, switch lanes blind drunk
no challengers, all step right down
never stop, get it locked like your ex wife’s house
I’m the Boss, I’m Caligula, floss with your tibia
speak out and get shushed like you talked at the cinema
you're awkward and it's enough
all of you getting stuck in the pit of darkness, tossed in to zip you up
Yall couldn't last long in the bush leagues
we practice on rookies then go after the good meat
laughing at would be rappers in their caps and their hoodies
activist enacting the standards that should be
Vlad Tepes with stakes and venomous fangs
im giving you praise when I see you step to the stage ---so I can start
-my silent art of caressing your dame
with legerdemain thru sets of your lame impressions of great
... rappers that’s depressingly fake
give you several complaints before I even start get the grenades
acting like an acolyte and Satan sent me to hate
pull ya pants up, christ, we could never relate
your man sucks twice as much whatever your face
Mort is nice as fuck, no questions remain

I don’t write raps just drugs, I Jay-Z it
I don’t try that making sense stuff, only lazy shit
sleazy mouth, Sam Jackson, “True Romance”
I eat urrrything, clean it out smooth, go ham
sober smokin jeffries, motorboatin lesbians
fully clothed, go for broke, known to rope Bentley ends
got the chicks Robin Thicke for my growing pains
solar flames, bro you ain’t, even in my warm up game
or my orbit’s range, you’re kinda sorta maybe nothing
…. fake as fucking the blow up babes you’re humpin’
it ain’t for something, everyday we’re busting straight disgusting flows
at daily luncheons wasted, unstable Mufkin
dude’s are spitting hard and dude’s sing it
but this shit they talk is strictly chickenhawk, Newt Gingrich
laying back, berating rappers like, “USE ENGLISH”
suits bringing suits cuz I’m lewd, sheepish and too deep, it
hurts for the average mammal to even grapple with,
maverick babblin mastering the manuscript
rambling in labyrinths of cavernous passages
mathematician cramming in data on his canvases
to just devise a system to get inside her inner thighs
the wizard guy who’s pick up lines hypnotize
sickest science since Wittgenstein in tricky time signatures
you’re sipping wine listening, like “it’s sublime, isn’t it?”