[Verse 1: S.O.B.] They say run toward what you don't get but I keep trippin' High on a jeffrey I landed on a dick while dissin' These pricks, they're scared sh**less now they're phallusless Now I have six gettin' cli*oris and mouths of dick I burn palaces like Lamb of God, really loud as sh** David Rockefeller seeing my actions, probably proud of it Supreme Omniscient Being, everyone's doubtin' it I'm livin' as someone else and I'll give you a hint, not John Malkovich [Verse 2: Kopyrite] All seeing eye, like satellites in the exo-sky I petrify like kitty-cat eyes, do my bidding or go die I'm low-fi, nothing past 10k, hi-fi, d**h by sonic waves No I don't wanna hear Wayne, shut the f** up, something Donnie say? [Verse 3: Doctor] The Doctor's in this place, better get the oxygen tank Because I'm taking your breath away from these corny lines I'm droppin' late Boxes and crates in the way, we've got some time we oughta save The patient's fading, so is mine, I'm tired of waiting, so bring the flat line [Verse 4: S.O.B.] It's the mental trio, going in harder than diamonds Can't scratch this, no, not even gold can bite this A party excitin', MC Hammer invited, a transparent boss I break paradoxes and touch him like Midas Because I'm on Midas sh**, achieving gold sales lightning quick I'm a hero for hire, like Luke Cage and Iron Fist Ha, I'm just kidding, I'm a pathological liar, b**h No super powers involved, it's just the Vicodin [Verse 5: Kopyrite] I'm the real hero for hire, mercenary, hard-wired Bringing d**h to those who conspire, their a**es set on fire Ashes from the fire blended in the wackest we admire We smoke that dire, so big, S.O.S. comes from the pyre [Verse 6: Doctor] Never once have I expected them to talk blunts Now they're in a hospital, in a reserved corner like it's dunce But, they were making fun of the ma**es Sarcasm, huh? Pretty wack, it was actually Xanax, not weed [Verse 7: S.O.B.] I wake up like Mysterion from this sh** A party last night, look at this, I got a burned dick Because it was an honor to pitch, and that b**h to throw She couldn't catch sh**, I must have missed the mitt and hit volcanoes Explosions of fire in the air, I penetrate the plane, she's bouncin' I'm spittin' on her youth like fountains, Wayne can s** the dick he's mouthin' Spidey sense says her name is Stacy, and she still couldn't catch for a baby Again, the dick on plane crashes in mountain, maimed, the Big Lebowski's poutin' [Outro: S.O.B.] Aww yeah, keep goin, keep goin Hey, hey! You s**! You s**! You're going to die for that! Hahaha, stupid b**h, this is what you get for not being able to catch a dick! Hahahaha, stupid who*e! Hahahahaha! Hahahahahaha!