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Yeah I practice grade 5 mathematics on an apparatus just to gain some fucking status The baddest kid you ever fucking met Pretty stupid, trying to throw rocks at a motherfucking jet Slept on, probably not, my shit’s filthy fucking hot It really don’t matter what kinda weed I got All right Scott enough with the ego Leggo my Eggo before I kill a hundred people This track is just a prequel to a horrific scene Where people walk on their hands and Snak’s known as clean I’ve been running game for years Blood, sweat, and tears, as I emerge wack cats disappear The shit that I say make a sane man freak A sober man tweak, a tough guy look weak A cool dude a geek, unproductive? Fuck no We in so deep like eight days a week Yo I’m a dirty dude always in the news Smelling like booze scheming on some motherfucking food Macaroni and hot sauce, make everything no-cost At the liquor store looking like I’m fucking lost Wearing a shirt that says Boss that I bought it at ross I got dirt, bloody, and gasoline all over my paws I need no introduction, catch me eating at your barbeque, at your family function Something something something No where’s where I’m from, just some redneck scum With that hairy itchy bum, I’m far from well hung My dick’s real small and it’s got a lot of hair Looks like a little man sitting on a beanbag chair Nobody cares, not even me Intentionally slip a roofie in my own fucking drink Just to feel the effects, double penetrate your mind But not like sex, watch me flex