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