TK!
Ass Food
‘Cause I'm Sketch the Bottom Feeder
Yo
I was born speakin' in tongues, English is my second language
Rappers get left in anguis, my mind's infected, dangerous as hell
Show and tell, blowin' L's in fifth grade
Rolled up fat swishers, told the cla** this is how a spliff's made
I spent most of my olden days rollin' J's
Makin' a rap, takin' ya back to the golden age
I'm super gritty, I'm a hardcore rap-spitter
Runnin' through the city like a parkour backflipper
k**in' people I've been baptized, but still I'm evil
They made my favorite pills illegal so I'm fillin' needles with whatever I can find
I may find a pint of Jack Daniels and Jose Cuervo combined
You know that I'm drunk when you see the white Jeep swerving
I'm driving worse than a blind Chinese person!
I wake up, and puke in the sink
The only type of order of which I'm a supporter has to do with a drink