Ford Laser glistening from the green neon

Swagged out, listening to Celine Dion

The same fain on, your Mrs. is in my seat

I'm kissing her on the cheek, then jizzing her with my CD on

She said she loves Jordan, I said I love porking

She said she loves Roses and that I'm just awesome

She said she hates noodles, I said I'm done talking

She called her friends together, I said I love foursomes

Foreskin’s bigger, an elephant penis

I'm in this birds like a pelican's fetus

Shellers to Jesus, a hell of a genius, telling me secrets

To his delicate cerebellum through skeleton telekinesis

But I didn't tell 'em my weakness

That all of my friends left 'cause I was smelling their sneakers

Lonely without a homie, so I fell into pieces

I get jealous when my Mrs. gets to hang with the fellas she cheats with (Argh)

I'm just a positive guy

I only sodomize bodies that have probably died

I'm just a gibbly gobbly wibbly wobbly

Bobbly bibbly jibbly jobbly jutter of rhymes

I bet you wanna get a translation, just be damn patient

I'm hand painting in a man's basement

Campaigning 'till I got my pants taken out by Stan naked

At the tram station as a brand placement (Psych Ward)

Mozart with the gross past

I just wanted to show 'em I got some dope bars

Everytime that a cypher happened I'd go last

Flow harsh, all of a sudden I'm in my own class

Shoutouts to my bro Drapht

I was label-less, no enablers, no chance

Got the deal then start 'em, started to grow fast

Wanna know how I got it? (Slurp) Don't ask!

Don't laugh! I'm a sick and sadistic scandalist

Liquor addicted vandalist

Sticking my dick in candles

It tickles my shriveled pickle

I clip my nipple to Angela's nipples and giggle

Now it's a triple nipple conglomerate

And people say that I'm a worry ward

So I worry 'bout worrying then I worry more

I'm either worried or I'm sorry, sorry that I'm worried

Worried I'm not that sore what I'm sorry for

I'm the motherfucking man of the hour

Hey Sam, you wanna get rammed in the shower? (Fuck off, Sheldon)

Why you getting cranky and sour?

You know I'd hand you a towel, give you a hand to get of there if you need it

Complete is just a law abiding citizen

Equivalent to giving a porcupine some Ritalin

And I don't know if I'm the sorta guy that mortifies

But every fucking thought of mine is borderline Oblivion

Every fucking thought of mine is borderline Oblivion

Every fucking thought of mine is borderline Oblivion