Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
The genius with the meanest, little penis, it's not B.I.G
But still my penis be the most cleanest
Cause I'm a virgin, most honest man on the M.I.C
Rap game sucks, wanna pop out the eye of everyone in it
Cause I'm feeling stronger than Popeye after his spinach
Don't look at the time no more, I'm timeless, that's what my mind 'bout
Always take the time out to give these spineless rhymers a time-out
Explosive with the rhymes, I just gotta rock it
So sick I missed my appointment at the doctor's office
I'm flyer than ostriches, melting pots with cockroaches
I'm the boss in this, cook rocks and leave your cock roasted
Making every line count when I be spitting, yo
Just kidding, I can't count, number 1 is all I know

[Hook]
Why do killing these
Why do killing these
Why do killing these beats make me feel so alive?

[Verse 2]
They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder
So I'mma jack ya eyes and make ya behold the
Beauty of my very own scrotum
Get paid for dropping freestyles, do you want more?
Spit all day 'til my voice sounds hoarse
I'm like the Taj Mahal, I'm monumental
I can't be beat, opposite of an instrumental
I do flex a lot, but never drop no F-bombs
Belly so big make me look like the Octomom
Get more mentions than a Game song, that's mad fat
Put my name on blunt, that's a hashtag
Put every female in my video, now that's broad casting
Make sure it's on every screen when I broadcast it
I'm not a gentleman, I'm just gentle, man
Got more heart than Kevin, damn

[Hook]

[Outro]
Spit punchlines like Mitch Hedberg
My head hurts from eating dead birds
Spit punchlines like Mitch Hedberg
My head hurts from eating dead birds