When Jack arrived at his home, there was lots of excitement!

Oh, here comes my son Jack!

Yo, I seen the Earth created during sex, walked in on Gods (Hey! What the fuck?)

Sneaker bottoms inches off the floor, we walkin' on fog (Uhh)

Coughin' on globs, moss in the bong

Live sauce on the top (Pshh)

Pour it on, tortured all charred

Locked in the studio rockin' visuals like cave art (Rock this)

Used to take a full window 'cause pain make, great art

My blade's sharp (shing!), yours got a blade guard (Hahaha)

This for the late shifters and those workin' on the graveyard

Calm with a bong by a pond chillin' (Wow)

While haters still want the shade like a Bond villain

Pama split, eyes spinach, buzz light brown

With some blonde in it, away from the game

Too many mods in this (Hmm)

I hope someone gets a dose of hope from this

Too old, stone lumix, stone suffix (Oh)

Respiratory system like a coal bucket

It's a 13 year old dumb shit (Oh man)

When the deli had no Dutches, I was so gutted (What the fuck?)

Yeah, that's my message to you, fuck you, and kiss my ass

You're an emotional fuckin' cripple, your soul is dog shit, every single fuckin' thing about you is ugly!

Scumbag, fuckface, dickhead, asshole!

You clinkin', clankin', clatterin', collection of caliginous junk!

You shit-kickin' stinky horseman horse smellin' mothafucka you!

You dirt eatin' piece of slime, you scum-suckin' pig, you son of a motherless goat!