Look, look You better check this like Chex Mix Mix it all up in your mouth Have a party in the house up in the mouth in the South Don't know how to rap, but I decide to take the game and put it into my hands Um, best rapper without a plan I'm Stan the Man meets Stan Lee Like Marvel comics I'm a G, you are nothing I'm a G, like mail And I'm bout to set sail on a boat Across the Atlantic Ocean Oh sh** It's Fenton on them and I'm running this sh** Yo, I go in, I go out I don't even know how to rap anymore My raps are so bad, but screw it Look, keep up with the luck, like a goaltender I'm not a real person, I'm just a real contender Keep up with me like the contenders Keeping up with me Don't keep up with the Kardashians Because they're wack at everything But screw it, I'm about to go in Cause all I do is k** the track and come back from the dead It's Fenton on them, I don't even know how to rap My words don't really make much sense But do they make dollars? f** that line, it's overused Like half of these beats that these rappers use to try to sound creative Creativity is what is lacking in the real world The real world needs what we're gonna be What these wannabes gonna be? Nothing but wannabes Off the dome, off the top while I'm trying to sound hot Off the dome, off the top while I'm trying to sound hot Krispy like kream What's it gonna be? Cocoa Crispers The guy on the Red Sox, but now he's on the Knicks Wait, what? Straight off the top, yeah what? Fenton on them, what is this even supposed to mean Billie Jean flow What's it gonna mean for anyone to hit the free throw At the line That means I'm at the line with this mixtape If I drop it the labels will sign me They'll be like "Woah he's a boss, like a boss, Michael Scott" But, if it doesn't do well then I should just pack my bags and set sail Because I'm a bad rapper (Yeah I'm a bad rapper) Cause I'm a motherf**ing bad rapper (A bad rapper) Look, it's funny cause I admit it that I'm a bad rapper I don't need anyone telling me that I'm a good rapper to bullsh** me Look, I know that I'm not talented when it comes to music And I know that I can't use this But I'm not influenced Look, I'm influenced by real rap, like the 90s sh** And I'm influenced by Kendrick Lamar(ton), yeah I'm on that sh** I'm influenced by Capital STEEZ, R.I.P. to my man Look, why is he gone? Why can I never understand the flight he took But screw it, I'm back And I don't know why I try to make raps I guess it's just for fun yo Life is fun, but life isn't really that fun Cause then you have to do taxes and sh** And it get's weird and boring But you know, middle age seems f**ing hard but screw it You know I'mma just go in and just k** the beat (mystifying gibberish)