Welcome back to cla**, b**h, grab on to your gla**es
Odd Future leaving even n***as in past tense
Style is patent, the measures is drastic
Either that or they 4/4, some call them fantastic
She called me fantastic, I called her a fat b**h
Still k** the p**y, put the cat in a casket
The funeral service was f**ing worthless, so I said a couple words at it
Didn't know her but I'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick
The Odd n***a with a spoon in your danimals
As hungry as a cannibal, trapped in a van of cantaloupes
Harder than granite, hoes know I'm coming
With the grand force of Van Damme's fist in a damn cannon so
Fans catch us on Animal Planet, tracking hoes
And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa
My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow
The aftermath proves to be smoother than hairy lacks and oh
Wave high to the Ritalin regiment
Double S sh**, swastikas on the Letterman, b**h
Hungry wolves at the door, b**h, let us in
k** 'em all, O.F. is what I represent
Took the van, went snatch her
Oh, you wanna snap and scratch? Snap your f**ing jabberwocky
She's a dancer, walkie-talkie Ace for back up like f*g
I got cla** and can't take this b**h to math, what
Tell the f**ing teacher that this burlap sack is filled
With snacks for after cla** for the whole cla** to snack up
Yeah, right, get over here faster
Cause Earl's a pro rapper but amateur kidnapper
Earl, goddammit, I'm still in my damn pajamas
Waiting on mom to bring me the Aspirin from a trampoline jump
And if I pick her up, I'm humping and I'm f**ing with no lubricant
I'm using spit, piss, vaseline or something, how old is she?
(Seventeen) This b**h is underage
But I'll have her face off tied and Nicholas caged
But anyway, give me cash f*g, cause I'm low on gas
Aww f** it, 'bout to jack off, go catch a f**ing cab
No I'm not lying when I say that brother's all I have
But if you're not dying don't f**ing bother to call me back, I'm sleep
Say hi to the Ritalin regiment
Double S sh**, swastikas on the Letterman, b**h
Hungry wolves at the door, b**h, let us in
k** 'em all, O.F. is what I represent
k** people, burn sh**, f** school
Odd Future here to steer you to what the f**'s cool
f** rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice
Odd Future young enough to get your priest mouth drool
I don't give a f**, like a senior citizen
sh** and run back to the lab, need a**istance from
Sister with the biggest bumbaclot girls
I'm around calves big cause they run a lot and scream, oh
Pay him some attention, he's smart and he's genius
He ain't touching me like Martin Sheen's penis
Y'all n***as ain't clean as my team is meanest
Hitting amputees in the knees, Jesus
Please, just peep the crystal method where
I take a f**ing beat, strip it naked then I wreck it
It's no question, Sweatshirt's O.F
And you can tell by the chiseled horns on my forehead b**h
Hammerhat flyer than a bag of bats
And Jane's a f**ing acrobat, I'll flip her on a mattress
Last straw, f** that, I'm who broke the camel's back
Say you want that dope sh**, welcome to Satan's cabbage patch, b**h
Told you he can rap, dumb muthaf**a