The Munchies

[Verse 1: Papa-Bear] Flakey ass niggas, I call 'em dandruff Never let 'em fuck your plans up Those that don't understand, can't stand us If you don't give a fuck, then stand up Wave your hands in the air like you just don't care Nice to meet you, my name is Papa-Bear I seen you way over there, twirling your hair Didn't mean to stare, but you fine as fuck I'm tryna fuck I'm kinda drunk No need to front, that ass so plump And I bet that brain is dumb Straight stupid, stop stalling, let's do this I wanna taste your pussy juices Straight ruthless Drop the beat, let's get shit moving Like a mosh-pit, swinging fists, Mike Tyson Driving without a license Where's my brain? I've lost it, clearly Writing nearly, a thousand verses yearly Fuck a verse! This ain't work, this my life A fucking curse, might snatch your purse, if worst comes to worst Gotta support my habits, avid marijuana smoking addict High as the attic, sometimes spastic And always traveling the atlas, ha!