[Intro]
Guess who's back
Guess, guess, guess who's back
Guess, guess, guess, who's back
Guess, guess, guess, who's back
[Verse 1]
The Jibster back
To show you my new type of style
Put your f**ing hands up
And get all crazy and wild
Bout to blow your minds
To put some new records on my file
My language is getting more f**ed up
I hate that people try to treat me like a child
To order to be a better rapper
Is try to make my work more challenging
Need to gain more balance
And show more talent
I pissed in a bucket
And it raised up to a gallon
All of you b**hes get the f** out
You act like an rebellion
f**ing little pussies
Try to be compelling
Cut your f**ing tits off
To gain more swelling
You all don't understand sh**
That's right b**h just keep on yelling
If you still act like a b**h
I'll sqaush you like a melon
Stop being overwhelming
Your making things more stressful
And always disrespectful
Your such a retard, you act so special
Let me get my knife and cut your vessel
Stupid disable freaks
I'll twist your body up like a pretzel
[Hook]
Guess who's back
Guess, guess, guess who's back
Guess, guess, guess who's back
Guess, guess, guess who's back
Guess who's back
Guess who's back
Guess who's back
[Verse 2]
Guess who's back
With a brand new rap
This b**h b**bs got flat
Cause I shrunk them up
At the laundry mat
I also kicked her in the p**y
And made her queef
How you like me now b**h
When I show you more beef
Make you have nightmares
When you lose some sleep
Slash your f**ing throat
I'm getting in too deep
Especially that time
I f**ed her inside a Jeep
You have f**ing special needs
Now prepare to bleed
Every woman I met
Are always dramatic
That's why I hate them
Watch me electricute them
With some static
Getting more sporadic
They act like an attic
This is so tragic
But I lost trust in them
Now push them in a middle of a traffic
I know I sound more hateful and bashful
It's because b**hes are liars
And I am done with this ha**le
Why do they act like s*uts
That try to sleep with guys to gain a raffle
Your such a f**ing dumb rascal
I'll send you away in a satchel
[Hook]
Guess who's back
Guess, guess, guess who's back
Guess, guess, guess who's back
Guess, guess, guess who's back
Guess who's back
Guess who's back
Guess who's back
[Verse 3]
Can't you see I'm steppin' up my game
Getting more insane
Watch me make these b**hes rain
Rapping more creative
To get a better flow in my veins
My past songs wasn't even going anywhere
I was getting sick of being plain
Now I'm ready
To take control
I'm the f**ing boss
So get ready to roll
Dance on my pole
I'll f** you in the bu*thole
Cause ain't that all you want to do
Man your such a s*ut hoe
Chicks are f**ing players
They act like they're desperate
Just to get what they want
They are so obsessive
I ended up backing down
When it got too far
It got more aggressive
They should all be arrested
f**ing rapist you need to learn your lesson
Your such a f**ing culprit
You need to be tested
It's all in your f**ing head
Always so skeptic
Man your so pathetic
That's not the way to go
To get accepted
Go ahead and be neglected
Now I'm f**ing going to k** you
When you least suspect it
[Hook]
Guess who's back
Guess, guess, guess who's back
Guess, guess, guess who's back
Guess, guess, guess who's back
Guess who's back
Guess who's back
Guess who's back
[Outo]
Ha ha ha
The Jibster is back b**hes
It's my turn to take control
Payback can be such a b**h
Are you offended, good
It'll teach all you b**hes
Not to use men
You f**ed with the wrong man
f**ing b**h