[Pesus]
Yo my name is Pete
Got some beats, so get ready for a treat
When I rap everybody gets up on their feet
No sit down, take a seat
It's time to go retreat
Turn away from the heat
This rap's so hot it can't be beat
Straight out from Clifton park
Breakin' curfew after dark
No bus, Rosa Parks
Up and down theme parks
Top of the head, no restarts
How is your mom?
Damn she a fawn
Eat it like, Filet mignon
Not into bestiality
That sh**s an illegality
It's pits constitutionality
Unlike, Heteros**uality
That's fine, it's no immorality
It's my specialty
It's never caused a fatality
Unlike those two dudes and a horse
(It's cool to be LGBTQ+ too as long as it's not with an animal)
How is your lawn?
Still done by Ron?
Wait his name's Juan?
Oh you mean Don?
No wait, it's John?
Never mind it's not important
Names are for the fools who pay port rent
Livin' in inescapable torment
In a level, where you meet the devil
Hotter than a boiling kettle
Punch him out with roid fiend mettle
Raise the ba** above the treble
Got sk**s, I love disheveled
I'm sad, you're glad, yet I'm still just a lad
Transcend this place of hate
Find a girl for a date
Don't be late, this is fate
Do not hesitate
For in this case your date could mate
Still sad, not rad
How can I not be a lad
Transcend again, Super saiyen
This time I can't be playin'
Cost me thirty bucks
To rent out a dirty truck
Gotta put them in the trunk
With my junk
No, not that junk
I haven't cleaned recently
That's why there's a back street boys Hitclip and some nacho cheese Doritos on the floor
Crunch them up in their hair
Eat it with, no blank stares
Nacho cheese on her knees
Am I enlightened, Socrates?
Grab the keys
She no leaves
Time to stay time to play
Roll up to a chuck e. cheese
Pop the trunk
Smell a funk
She ate the rest of the f**in' Doritos