[Verse 1]
I be rappin' until I’m eighty-six
I be puttin' my fuckin' dick inside of an atheist
You call me a god, but I say, “nah”
'Cause this one bitch doesn’t believe in that shit
Now, believe me when I say that I’m the best
But I don’t wanna overshadow all the rest
Who came in this game to become Satan on the mic
They spit hot fire — wish I knew what that was like
But I don’t wanna sound too desperate
To get some bitches on my cock and I later get arrested
Every teacher always said:
“Always work on your work and don’t jerk
Oh, by the way, you’ll never get rest, kid”
So I stayed up all night
To prove I could raise hell up on the mic
I don’t need training wheels for my bike
I wanna take the long road down
And maybe I’ll—

[Interlude]
Stop with the corny fuckin' bars and let’s go

[Verse 2]
Stop that shit
I don’t wanna be known as that guy
Who tells lies, and has a
Dick that is as big as a fly (It’s not)
Your dick is as big as a gnat
You say it’s not, but I know that’s cap
I’m number one, and you’re two
I gotta flush the toilet after takin' a poo (That’s you!)
Uh, I gotta quit the rappin' shit
I’m am an addict of an inadequate
It is inaccurate that I’m comin' back again
To slap some men after they tap my pen
What am I sayin’? Nothin'
Just clap your hands
[Interlude]
(Switch it again!)

[Verse 3]
Let me tell you this
I never wanted to release this
But what do I ever want to release?
Lando Commando 2, bitch
Remember when I fucked that atheist?
Okay, uh, I really didn’t
I actually fucked your mom with Jacob deGrom
You know it was the best
I only got a couple rhymes in my chest
This song is dookie like Johnny Test
Yeah, I don’t need a rest
I love big ass but I love big breasts
Like the one I fucked with the dude on the Mets
No, not Mookie Betts
He’s on the Dodgers — fuck that team
It’s all about the Yankees

[Outro]
Yuh
Pussy
Aye, I’m the GOAT and you should know this
Aye, fuck you, ho ass bitch