I'm a f-ckin' walkin' paradox, no I'm not
Threesomes with a f**in' triceratops, reptar
Rappin' as I'm mockin' deaf rock stars
Wearin' synthetic wigs made of anwar's dreadlocks
Bedrock, harder than a muthaf-ckin' flintstone
Makin' crack rocks outta pissy n-gga fishbone
This n-gga jasper tryna get grown
About five-seven of his b**hes in my bedroom
Swallow the cinnamon, I'mma scribble this sin and sh**
While syd is tellin' me that she's been gettin' intimate with men
Syd, shut the f** up
Here's the number to my therapist
Tell him all your problems, he's f-ckin' awesome with listenin'
Wolf haley, golf wang
Jesus called, he said he's sick of the disses
I told him to quit b**hin', this isn't a f-ckin' hotline
For a f-ckin' shrink, sheesh I already got mine
And he's not f-ckin' workin', I think I'm wastin' my damn time
I'm clockin' three past six and goin' postal
This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine co*ks that c*** nines
This ain't no v tech sh** or columbine
But after bowlin', I went home to some damn adventure time
(What'd you do?) I slipped myself some pink xanies
And danced around the house in all-over print panties
My mom's gone, that f**in' broad will never understand me
I'm not gay, I just wanna boogie to some marvin
(What you think of hayley williams?)
F-ck her, wolf haley robbin' 'em
I'll crash that f-ckin' airplane at that f*ggot n-gga B. O. B is in
And stab bruno mars in his goddamn esophagus
And won't stop until the cops come in
I'm an over achiever, so how 'bout I start a team of leaders
And pick up stevie wonder to be the wide receiver
Green paper, gold teeth and pregnant gold retrievers
All I want, f-ck money, diamonds and b**hes, don't need 'em
But where the fat ones at, I got somethin' to feed 'em
In some cookin' books the black kids never wanted to read 'em
Snap back, green ch-ch-chia f-ckin' leaves
It's been a couple months, and tina still ain't permed her f**in' weave, damn