[Al Savage, Verse 1:]
Eat these words up and take em' with yo vitamins
Pregnant b**hes gettin' crunk, throwing empty Heineken's
A game of violent FIFA, wettin' rappers up with this Oceanic spit
I let my sh** flow, like gush diarrhea
Wild life patrol, I'm still searchin' for that beaver
I got her p**y wetter than two skipped rocks
And now she's filled up good, like nerd's tube socks, yo
sh** so deep that you shallow n***as drown
I'm callin' her my queen while she givin' me the crown
Now I'm smokin' on Hawaiian, because they call me Stitch
I love her like a friend, but I f** her like a b**h
I'm rappin' like an attic, I do not plan to stop
Haters turn to bunnies, on my dick is where they hop
And, I'm k**in' n***as quickly, like point blank range
Doctors said I'm too sick, I'm spittin' the Mange
Tell me that I'm bogus, I do not even flutter
I'll crack you f*ggots in the head and straighten up your stutter
I'll chew you n***as up, and I spit you f*ggots out
You're still flamin' harder than an old n***as gout, yeah
Got your mind f**ed up, like the ending of Inception
I'm hear to knock you down a peg n***a no exception
Get the girlies blushin', maybe get to smushin'
I beat the beat so hard, now Mike Tyson's gushin'
[End]