[Verse: Ashtin Larold]
Rapping insane, call it schizophrenic
It's good, don't worry, but try not to panic
I listened to rap, and then I took a stab at it
Evolved on the spot, the transformation was drastic
Abracadabra with my lyrical magic
The skinny white boy within a natural habit
Haters be cursing me off like, "God damn it!"
I saw a chance to take, so I had to grab it
Who'd have thought this white boy had such talent?
I'm taking haters down, grim with my talons
Know that I can do this alone, I've been a menace
And I guess that if I can't, then that's just tragic
I'm not a problem child, but I like to cause trouble
Young buck just starting to sprout beard stubble
Modest, but I'm definitely far from humble
Got a problem with that? Kiss my a**, lick my grundle
I'm climbing to the top, so where's Rapunzel?
Got to speak up, boy, just don't mumble
Taking the path, trying not to stumble
Putting words together like a jigsaw puzzle
Remember to keep your eyes on the prize
At the same time, I got my mind on my rhymes
I'mma take chances, try it, try
'Til I take off and I fly in the sky
Yeah, I know that I'm just that good
If you don't know that by now, well, you should
I'm the best, not you, that's understood
Got ladies yelling, "Timber!" when I get wood
Call me Xzibit, gotta concentrate
I'm competing f**ing welterweight
I'm feeling lucky, let's raise the stakes
Let me be the hero, 'cause I wanna save the day
Make the play, but this ain't the NFL
I'm large and in charge, f**ing XXL
Everybody told me that I would excel
You didn't get schooled, b**h, you got expelled
I'm a little sick and tired of you dumba** young bucks
Pull you aside, beat your a** up with nunchucks
Your first-grade rhymes make me wanna upchuck
They don't make sense, have me asking, "Um, what?"
'Cause you're illiterate dumbf**s
I applaud your reference, kid, give you thumbs up
But your rhymes are staler than a nun's c*nt
You spit, and the whole crowd got stunk up
Enough, it's time to take out the blunts, scuzz
Juicy Fruit got the basement smell like a skunk's bu*t
Got the circle going, pa** it and puff, puff
Parents come down, and now they don't trust us
My rhymes will probably make your minds do backflips
Y'all cats are pussies, I got the catnip
Got freestyles, this the ultimate Mad Lib
I'm pale, not stale, so this cracker ain't cracking
Look at this rapper, [?]
Such a shock to hear it from a lanky, white ba*tard
I seem normal to [?] with that verse
But I blew up, and now I'm a master
Normally, I'm calm and I'm full of laughter
Piss me off, I get madder than a f**ing hatter
Stab you in the bladder, hang your a** from a rafter
Faster than the wind in a natural disaster
I'm going out to get plastered
Then I'm chilling at the crib with a dutch right after
I'm high, blowing smoke rings, you can call me Saturn
I'll light up the b**h just like a f**ing lantern
I spit hot, but my crew stays motley
Blue eyes, blonde hair, looking like a f**ing Nazi
Staying under radar, no paparazzi
Still going hard, it takes a lot to stop me
Try to karate-chop me
I'll bite your arm off and sit back while you watch me
I don't really care if you're calling me co*ky
'Cause if somebody chokes on the mic, well, they're not me
Try and burst my bubble, but a pin won't pop me
'Cause I'm up on top, staring down, feeling godly
Beat your a** with ice like we're playing hockey
f** a penguin, my chain resembles a pot leaf