[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