[Verse 1] 1, 2, 3 and to the 4 Millertski-zy is at your door Ready to make an entrance and smack your who*e Don't try to slam yo' do' fo' sho' I'm as crazy as Slim Shady trying to make a baby with Jim Brady No ho, yeah I'm a ho I guess, so I farm your plants for the invest You try to get p**y but you're already one cause you're in a dress You try to have make-shift s**, but I'm just rhyming See I still have my card with the capital V on it There ain't no worrying yet, I don't got to worry about STD's man I don't got to worry about aids yet and develop a fear of being dead I relate to the teens 'cause I'm as aggressive as a motherf**ing pit of lava I'm a pool of fire so I'm the ebodiment of hell Go down to a social experiment and dwell on it for a minute And be like cottage cheese, I got the hottest b**h, but that's a lie I'm just being a rapper and trying to impress my audience and my peers But I'm just single as a motherf**ing pringle and I'm ready to mingle f** a cringle, you got dingleberries that have hepatitis B on it [Hook] It's like this and like that and like this and uh It's like that and like this and like that and uh It's like this and like that and like this and uh f** you all, I creep to the mic like a phantom