[Verse 1] I'ma be the only 40 year old with a shorty to hold Horny at my moms house snorting some coke I'm more than a joke I'm the comedian of the year Coming to your concert to rip the diamonds out of your ear I'm finally here - but where that is I dunno So somebody buy me a beer til these raps line up some dough I'm higher than low standing at the edge of a cliff Been planning to quit the other d** but hand me that spliff A fan of big tits and a whole lotta Redbull And vodka til my head gets full of electric type chakras I'm the new Franz Kafka - pretentious as sh** With a box full of latkes that I'm sending your chick I'm never too slick clever Jew prick forever stupid Only guy from the Ivy League to ever do this So what you want from me playboy? I'm wilin' out in St. Croix With a style to match so when I rap can you make noise [Chorus] x2 I'm feeling good I'm feeling great I'm feeling I'm feeling I'm feeling empire state I'm feeling cool I'm feeling smooth I'm feeling I'm feeling I'm feeling dip in the pool [Verse 2] I got a funky fresh flow that'll make your junky friends go "Hold on man I think I need a couple of those" See I'm a wild stallion wilin' on an Italian Island The kid in the fourth grade eating peanut bu*ter with scallions Just finished rallying from booting on Friday night In that city that never sleeps it's the ritalin keeping me hype I'm psyched I don't get to meet new people too often Check my teeth out you can see how I been flossin' Life's awesome - I do a lot of really cool things Like eating cereal for breakfast and choosing your mom's b**b rings Who thinks that I been ready to rhyme See I had plenty of time my head is heavy it's fine Just know that I never cared for anybody's opinion I does raps for me and the d** money and women See I'm a serious as Siri is - go ahead ask her Who the hell is Jay Kila? you'll find out after [Chorus] x2