Jacka**
I'm a pimped out Jedi Knight
Obi-Wan meets Dolemite
Ben Kenobi went and got himself a pompadour
These aren't the who*es you're looking for
Jacka**
If the Crocodile Hunter smoked weed
Steve Irwin burnin' herb in his jeep
Thinks the kangaroos are laughin' at his haircut
Used a bowl for that too
But if you knew me like I know myself
You'd hate me like I hate myself
'Cause I'm a jacka**
Got no rabbit in this hat
'Cause I'm pullin' it out my a**
Ain't Sigfried or Roy but I could be
Makin' magic with the p**y
Jacka**
Like that dude in Tienanmen Square
With a six pack and a folding chair
Got bombed at the parade and ended up
Playin' Chicken with the tanks
But if you knew me like I know myself
You'd hate me like I hate myself
'Cause I'm a jacka**
They could out the lesbian Spice Girl
They could try to run game on the O.D.B.
They could kick every douche bag off the 'Real World'
But they won't get rid of me
If I knew you like you know yourself
I'd hate you like you hate yourself
Hate yourself, hate yourself, hate yourself
Hate yourself, hate yourself, hate yourself
'Cause you're a jacka**