[Verse 1:]
I'm the monster out of Cloverfield, so for real
f**ed up, I don't even know how sober feels
Smother rash, a Paul Wall with a fabric wash cloth
That I previously used to wipe my a** and balls off
I'm just a dope rapper in cla** chasing a math teacher
With a protractor and copy the notes after
So hot you think I freakin' sleep on a burner
Warm beef, I force feed a vegan a burger
Slaughter on the mic, I don't need a reason for murder
So A.D.H.D, that at least I need a concerta
It's Chris Webby, brain-dead but still deadly
My sh**'s heavy, pop pills and twist headies
So kick and slap me b**h, I take it like a masochist
Then turn around and smack you with the mic that you be rapppin' with
'Cause I'm the opposite of pacifist, choke a hoe, slap a b**h
Then leave the room laughing after it like what
[Chorus:]
For myself, I have no regrets
Time has taken what it soon forgets
A gambler's paradise in short vignettes
[Verse 2:]
I get up on the beat and I blaze the mic quickly
A serial k**er taking blades to rice krispies
An Arabic terrorist in America, if you wanna get at this
(WOOF!) I'm triple dog daring, yah
I'm a character like Mickey, Donald, Goofey, Ren
And Stimpy, Snoopy, Captain Planet, b**h you best salute me
I'm a loopy looney-tunes with screws-loose, super soaking dudes deuce
I'm Michael Vick with Blues Clues
I'm a motherf**in' monster, man
Get it poppin' like the guns playing Contra, man
Contraband, stuck in my pipes and let me light it
Got a dark pa**enger like Dexter, why fight it
Lightsaber, swipe it like Qui-Gon-Jin
(Skurr!) Burning rubber 'til I ride on rims
Rims on the side, got a sack to spark
I'm cold-blooded, you can find me in Jura**ic Park
Like what
[Chorus:]
I sit alone and hear the sparrow sing
No way of knowing what tomorrow brings
I leave my solitude upon his wings
[Verse 3:]
My wisdom exceeds all you dumb MC's
I'm young too, sh**, I've been rappin' since three
Since the youngest Jonas Brother was in his mother's uterus
And Miley Cyrus in diapers, b**h I ain't new to this
I'm what you get when you mix alcohol with nicotine
Aderall, Ecstasy, marijuana and creatine
Acid, Percocet, Vicodin and Ambien
Shrooms, MDMA and toss a Xany in
Then you got me, mind clinically dumb and
I can count my brain cells with one hand
But I drop sick bars, homie, so you gotta look
b**h, I be nicer with the ink than an Octopus
I'm that villain out the comic book creepin'
Crawling out the flames like a demon, breathin'
Flames out my mouth so nobody could touch me
I'm a mix of Buffalo Bill with Bundy, trust me
[Chorus:]
A poet's pleasure is to hear in time
The painter pictures what he's left behind
I close my eyes and it all leaves my mind