L.E.X.

My name is LEX I am a rapper I wrote this rhyme on the crapper, whaat? Now everybody that can hear this sound Put your muthafuckin hands in the air right now But if you got a small dick put em down Cause i'm looking for a fella that is well endowed, uh Just kidding, I am not a size queen Just a fan of cool licks, ice cream Screamin' like I'm Pewdiepie on a livestream Flow cold like Articuno, ice beam I'm high on IQ and drugs, limitless These guys wanna give me hugs, minivest If I succumb to my delusions of omnipotence I'll get my head cut by Macduff, Inverness I'm goin' crazy like a mammal, batshit I'm dropping bars like I'm droppin, acid I eat it up like a cake, fat kid Fill me in the next day, madlibs Why you fuckin' with that L.E.X Man I heard it all so what you gonna tell me next? That I'm rude as fuck? That I'm selling sex? I'd deny it but a lot of truth is said in jest I'm like Why you fuckin' with that L.E.X Man I heard it all so what you gonna tell me next? That I'm whack as hell? I got no respect? I'd deny it but a lot of truth is said in jest I'm gettin turnt like a centrifuge, spinnin' out Your whole game like your hair, thinnin' out And I'm gettin death threats any minute now I'm out in California catching beef, in-n-out I like to keep it kinda funny, hashtag But the drinking takes a toll, Fastrak I hit it right on the head, snapback You fuckers put it on the wrong side, asshat Now errybody in the club get tipsy I'm walkin round wearing jeans that dont fit me I got some holes in my crotch, getting thrifty Fuck getting rich, I'll die trying, Fifty Look at me, I ain't got no street cred I'm too wholesome and bland, wheat bread I'm a straight A graduate from UCB and I'd rather eat a dick than get a B, I'd rather be dead Yeah I'm the best, really I got nothing left to say The fellas say i got the best ass in the bay I like to claim I got it working out every day But I got it eating pita chips and sippin on some alize Big dreams but I'm really fuckin lazy People tell me Alex you crazy, I say maybe Keep writing wordplay till writing words pays me But till then, I can do this all day, see Souped up in a Cadillac, miso Meter won't give my quarter back, tebow Got an ese in the back seat, mijo Wrote a song about myself, ego Ripped off lonely island, semicolon I'm just low on motivation, Kelly Rowland I wanna be on top, but all the gender roles Got me fucked up like hentai, tentacles Hear the voices in my head, bad sign Tryna tell me that I'm mental, gaslight They wanna try to steal the spotlight, costar Beat they fucking teeth in, crowbar My thoughts standing in the crowd, unimpressed Not a no, not a yes, to some extent I broke a God-given promise, covenant Now I'm doing wordplay in hell, punishment What, what, why, why Why you fuckin' with that L.E.X What, what, why, why Cause a lot of truth is said in jest, I'm like What, what, why, why Why you fuckin' with that L.E.X What, what, why, why Why you fuckin' with that, why you fuckin' with that