Allow me to introduce myself, they call me E d u to the b
I made them in my dorm room my records ain't sweet
You motherfuckers want it you can get it of for free
Download them off a website on MP3
Format your cats a doormat
My rhymes are raw rap your moms a whore Jack
It’s funny when I put your mom up in a song
But it's funnier to hear your dumb ass sing along
Yeah, JK I'm not just kidding
That AOL talk you can save it for the shitlings
With the kittens you run game on
That’s gross, you're 23 fucking years old
You graduated with - 6 majors who cares
Your mom should've thrown you down the god damn stairs
Or beat you with the end of a wooden spoon
So you would shut your damn mouth when you're sitting in school
I served you, I served you like a fucking punk
You don't even know this song is about you chump
You'll be a, dicksucking bureaucratic ass-licker
Fighting girls backs with your dick out the zipper
No scandal though, because no one cares
You're low on the totem pole like Gary Coleman's ass
You’re like trash on monday morning
I’ll take you to the dumpster there will be no morning
It'll be so boring, it will be routine
Without you around no girls will have to scream (ahh!)
People feign for me and people hate on you
You’re the main ingredient in fucking asshole stew
I know that line was corny but so are you
You even have to pay to get some ass in a zoo
That means a mule wouldn't even let you touch it
I know this sounds disgusting - but you would try to fuck it

--This is white boy college beef