You claim if you get knocked by the You'll give 'em not even a Walk in the arraignment, the bailiff Karate kick the with the stainless I'll just that shoddy entertainment If was in the party gettin' faded On molly, had the sedated You wouldn't catch a if it fainted Probably let it and hit the pavement But you'd be the first to claim it Bitch, stop bein' a hobby is in robbery and dismemberin' body limbs Like you was Tommy Sells And them in the basement Hardly your job description Ain't nobody out the back of the like, "Oh my God, he's trippin'" time you get the blade is probably with the lawn equipment, ain't it? Wouldn't a bobby pin and wave it I need to stop bein' You're still copyin', Xeroxing, I'm still coppin' a Like Cosby at will, popping a then spill Oxys in Jill's coffee Then her out to the hotel lobby a lil' wobbly and still groggy This fucks reprehensible misconducts, never sensible Kiss my butt, my set of is gone But 'til I get the President to My pen and pencil is a launcher And send it to Mitch as big of a bitch it's Donald Shit's on, Let me sing this soprano I do it pizzicato Ivanka, arm her While I'm on Melania And song's for all ya
'Cause nobody me, everybody hates me They want me to go eat worms I hope you And drag my name through the mud, through the But make you eat your words I hope you You can try to me down, but you better let me up 'Cause only gonna make things worse I hope you 'Cause I swear when I get up I'm gonna let up
'Til everybody eats my
These drums and hard snares out the worst in me Like Ross Harris at a nursery Goin' ham at yam on nanny cam I'm handys with the sanny, Xannys in the Caddy armrest I'm imagining objects, so I'm cobwebs a daddy longleg And ham trending, got the panoramic Xanax, a hammock and a Santa hat I'm smellin' a damn mechanic With a that looks like Janet Jackson with a Spanish accent Twice age and I'm actin' half it up? Nah Not that I know of, Basement just got a overhaul, got a stripper pole installed Started rollin' all through those Kolonopins like a ball Like an overdose on the ratio of Propofol and go no withdrawal While I get fellatio and a facial to an interracial blow-up doll and Dolezal so appalled, so's my manager Bitch I am mature, a pro career Coast is clear, but to go from here And close, so don't compare ain't nowhere near, I'm way over here My can't see me I don't own a mirror But Marshall, you are terrific, so smart and I'm so narcissistic, when I fart, I it Do a fake dab to my armpits with it Your anxiety's gang signs But I made strides these raid blinds I'm cuttin' back on hate crimes Like Ray Rice when he Bang, bang, bang, bang knives to butcher them gay wives You couldn't eat the same size As the blade I into Caputo when I... Pull 'em like... rides Gotta stab a bitch at least times To make it on I came to stake my claim like a in a buffet line So Kellyanne Conway, I'm a bad hombre
Come play, belly on me I've making wedding plans all day
'Cause nobody me, everybody hates me They want me to go eat some I you offended And drag my name through the mud, through the But I'ma make you eat words I you offended You can try to hold me down, but you let me up 'Cause you're gonna make things worse
I hope you 'Cause I swear when I get up I'm gonna let up 'Til everybody eats my
Eight old with the wordplay Girl, take this pole a survey wasn't my birthday But I'm up like a dessert tray So in shape 'Cause you're in a state I'm a 10, an 8 Like I do before, after, and during rape You get into a pissin' contest and find out who's better? And they a fool out of what I pulled out him R. Kelly with a bladder Not in school, grad, I'm not a scholar But I'm so cold that I'm droppin' out my degrees the same as I got in college (zero) But hotter, you owe me my respect I owe you nada like a partner that blow me you I'm so dirty, homie you can throw me in some holy water With some on And get to soakin', try to get to poke a in Why you hoes be And nope I won't be washed You hope to God I don't explode, I gotta blow spot up, though I got a lotta I won't put the sugar on it though 'Cause sometimes you can feel like energy's expired Rap's got you drained, dead tired, You feel like a wet pile of But look, man, like the buggin' my phone, uh huh I get why you're But you gotta get your fire Catch fire, get upset and back Is what I tell When get bad 'Cause I might get sad Well I take the advice I had And tell myself like I used to tell Hailie, when a drag Told her to do like her dad, cry, get mad 'Cause little powders belong in diaper bags I'm hyper, by the time you see this of me I'm right in ass the pen, I up for the kid who had to put up with the at his school (at his school) You ain't to have no money or go shoppin' to cop a fuckin' attitude Now my amountin' to a mountain, it's too high to count it asked to be rich, all I did was wish I had a dime for every time that I was But I think about it and I'm enraged 'Cause I just figured out that if I was For the time I spent to put the pen to the be minimum wage But it's embedded in my head and if I for the bread And what I wanted was to be the one they was scared of But I'm gonna get the credit for the and blood I put up in the pen And I'm dead I wonder will they put me on a pedestal
Or I was ever this incredible I guess I better go harder ever 'cause I'll never get Another mothafuckin' again To offend as many people with this I can, because I can
'Cause likes me, everybody hates me They me to go eat some worms I you offended And my name through the mud, through the dirt But make you eat your words I you offended You can try to me down, but you better let me up you're only gonna make things worse I you offended 'Cause I swear when I get up I'm gonna let up 'Til eats my turds