[Verse 1: Sideshow The King]
f**ing it up b**h, I'm f**ing the game
f**ing around, f**ed a b**h till she came
I don't give a f**, I say I'm the same
Looking at you, the living version of shame
And I'm staying the same until someone can put me up into my place
A tree house to hang in, a boat by the bay
A nice bed to bang in a b**h everyday, they say it's no way
Filming all the time, never quit the grind
If you see my out in public I'll commit a hate crime
Cause I never gave a f** about the rhymes
Weirdo, brought up to be one, ergo you've never seen a
Motherf**er quite like me
When I walk out in public it's a site to see, cause I'm an OG
A nice foreign b**h to wax the boots, and pick the fruits
And help a motherf**er pick his suits
A really nice cutie got a booty better wax it
But the titties in my face so now I'm f**ing distracted
That's a set of double D's, better help me contract it
But the only thing that I'm dividing are those legs
It's exciting (it's exciting, b**h)
[Verse 2: Arsini]
Hey, this beat is really good
Yo, my rhymes are like a hood
Cuz you starve when you're in 'em
Want more because they are hardly a gimmick
And they shield you of all of the sh** that
Makes you feel pain, so you start with a tid bit
And then soon enough it sparks in the engine
I've been here for about 7 years
Since the day that I crowded the mirror
Since then, there's been a mountain of tears
From companies, religious groups, and others grounded in fear
FBI surrounded their ears
For a threat all they could find was a mountain of weird
That's my tears, cum, sweat and a thousand more here
Here's a taste, have the sound be more clear
I'm complex guy, or girl, or bi-nary is my gender
Cause the words you like never really matter
I'm a virgin kike spitting stupid rhymes until I burp the mic, uh
[Outro: Arsini]