[Intro]
Quit lying to yourself, you know I'm the shit
Hey man I thought you were gonna quit rapping, what happened?
Skinny jeans are gay

[Verse 1]
I roll my weed up with tortillas, now check this
Every time I go to your girl's house, I get molested
I want a bitch that jacks me off with her feet, cooks breakfast
And never says shit, like phone sex with a deaf chick (Hello?)
I walk in the room and the haters say *heck no*
Got me looking like Michael Vick walking inside a Petco
You ain't fucking your girl right buddy, it's time to let go
I'll slap his ass so hard next week you'll hear the echo
They've stolen Honda Accords, welcome to Fresno
And your girl's optimistic, bitch, she never says no
She won't see my face for 20 minutes, the way I hit it
Oh you don't get it? Well let me give you a minute...
Time's up, step up your rhymes get home
'Cuz you rappers look the same, like kids with down syndrome
You better come down, before you get knocked the fuck out
Have people thinking you got jumped in and jumped out, what now (Ahahaha)
If a girl asks for money, she'll get more no's then that Fruit Loops bird
She'll get money when you hear Snoop screaming SuWoop word
Yeah I'm broke so good ahead and just hocus pocus
When I can't focus all I do is smoke and oh shit
I feel possessed by an angel when I inhale
Then I fly into heaven and drop my lungs off in hell
Can't stop coughing, feels like I swallowed a heater
My breath is having a hard time getting through, like fat bitches in theaters
I don't even hear rap, 'cuz most of it is doodoo
And you fools say gay shit, that's played out like Fubu
Who do you think you are? I leave bitches with more skid marks
Then driving drunk with bumblebees in the car *Tire screeching*
'Cuz I shit all over it bitch, mention my name and I'll be at your door like I am Jehovah's Witness
And I will not be knocking, bitch I will be kicking it
And stay there for a long ass time like we were kicking it
[Chorus]
Bitch n***a lit

[Verse 2]
One time I tried to leave weed behind me
But the trees keep finding me, saying *You need me buy me, bitch hurry up and buy*
I'm a menace to sobriety, get so high that I road rage with pilots beside me
Smoke a joint, then skydive in reverse
My lungs hate me, they'll never see me in a hearse
Bitch I don't spit no verse, I shit and squirt in a bucket
Then I dump it all over the beat, I'm fucking disgusting
I love women, but I can't stand a bitch
Sometimes I wanna kill a bitch, as if I'm Michael Vick
I'll kick a man in his lips like Chuck Norris, and I'll have him laid down
And have him take off his shoes, like a Burger King playground
What'd you say now? Cut it, enough of the ruckus
I'll shove my foot up your ass, have you looking like a foot puppet
It's funny when I'm not there, dudes be talking shit, acting J'd up
Then I show up and they shut down, lower their tone, and freeze up
Man fuck it, iffa
I learned how to rap before I learned how to ride bikes
My umbilical chord was connected into a mic right?
When I was 8 I wrote my first rap, 11 my first blunt rolled
At 14 I fucked this fat bitch with a hairy butthole
Uh-oh, uh-oh, I'm starting to boil it
I'm the shit big time, bitch I'm clogging the toilet
They should wrap me in foil bitch and save me for later
Call the waiter and say this is the shit, pass the container
The finest bitch, I'm at the top of the food list
Even deaf kids say "This shit is crazy, man who is this?"
Oh you think you're the shit, bitch die 4 times
You need to get your ass whooped like white kids in the store crying
And sometimes when I'm by myself, I hear my young self, and then I've just surprised myself
Sometimes chronic gives me bronchitis, I need the Heimlich oh
On the side of my blunt is 6 squares, don't try this at home
[Outro]
Bum bum bum bum
Duh duh, duh duh duh duh

Damn bro I think I'm starting to love you
Psych!

The songs all end at 4:20, 4:20
The songs all end at 4:20, 4:20