Every night I spend a long time online (why?)
Cause every evenin’ for the past 2 weeks I’ve got high
And got on my computer to find pics of bitches hog-tied
To masturbate to (oh), after that I’ll write some odd rhymes
No I’m not a fuckin’ Odd Future copycat
I been on these raps threatening “I know where your moms be at”
When I pick up a mic you cannot react
At least not with fast enough, my hand’s out so you’re prolly smapped
And since you’ll prolly ask, it’s not me personally
But my posse’s strapped, and gives me hot three-verser beats
My bitch thinks she’s a werewolf, and it’s hard to doubt
I shave cause she won’t blow my house down unless the carpet’s out
Take a nobody from Kingdom Hearts like A’s always talkin’ bout
Perform surgery and cut the fuckin’ heartless out
Say my name y’all start to shout
The game ain’t dead, it’s fine stupid, just blow the cartridge out