Transformations (feat. Delusional Thomas)

Okay, so, alright, psychopathic thinker, hyperactive drinker

Blew my shit up with a thumb up, like Henry Winkler

My bitch is like a king cover, put it in her sphincter

Your bitch like a bad fart, all she do is linger

What? Um, let me, let me try, let me try that again

Okay, like I was sayin', alright, said, um

I'm a psychopathic thinker, hyperactive drinker

I blew my shit up with a thumb up, like Henry Winkler

My bitch is like a king cover, put it in her sphincter

Your bitch like a bad fart, all she do is linger

Shit, I should have been a singer

I should have been Curt Schilling, woulda had a sinker

Ahead of y'all chillin', you lookin' at my blinkers

Rappers is some bumblebees, pullin' out your stingers

Yeah, I'm gettin' high, smokin' weed again

And lean for the low, **** for the medium

Couple of my homies were on CNN

I changed the channel once they went into commercials

Yeah, delusional Waldo Emerson

Just like you, I love football and lesbians

Never deal with bitches, 'cause bitches are some thespians

Save the drama for your motherfuckin' mama

Oh Jesus, who's the rapper with the gold penis?

Put away your money, scrub, I ain't doin' no features

This ain't a motherfuckin' drill, bitch, I'm young Jehova

In the backyard with pads on, runnin' Oklahomas

Get low