[Section I. Distortion In Your TV Signal]
Hold your horses, I've come to cause distortion in your TV signal
Step out of your screen and walk around hawking my CD single
Sweetie, you better mingle with your family and ignore me
You don't look like you're into rap music at all
Fee fi fo fum, here I come
Relocate your house to my hand, stranded with no rum
Oh you don't drink rum? Then you're stranded with no grog
We wouldn't wanna cause a drunken social faux pas!
3,2,1!
[Section II. Pet Draconequus]
Anonymous, never stand for a rap Copronymus
Fourth-wall breaker with a pet draconequus
Yeah, I'm Fen's draconequus, let me eliminate Fen for all of us...
[Section III. Fen's Draconequus Presents The Complete Destruction of Everything]
I'm a creator! You can't touch me
I destroy old crotchety things that need their model years updated
I'm chaos, except when I'm order
Leave you with no rum, no grog, and no water!
[Section IV. Ballad of Corsair and Westjet]
I slaughter... and by that I mean I cause change to happen
And occur and exist and manifest and appear and crush and k** and find
I'm leaving you veritable paradise, so keep the will in mind
I vilify stagnation and make the nation race to my door
And use their imagination to place a stack of gold bars cold reaching to Mars there
My Model S flow out-manhandles your Corvair
Compared to Corsair, I'm Seasonic
I wood-panel a spaceship and put the 7 seas on it
Don't worry, this is only a stress-test
We don't want your lungs coming home in pieces on Westjet!
[Section V. Face The Sun]
I face the sun, gonna make it fun
Better run from the devil's compensation gun
I compensate for nothin', I'm ill
And when I rhyme, I get stupid as hell
Idiotic and you can't top me, if you try
I will shoot down some aces high
I didn't buy a Tesla to dip, I bought Tesla ON a dip
Rammin' the f** outta your sh** LIKE A DRACONEQUUS