Lyrics:

[Intro:]
I was born in November, 8th day 1971st yall
9 oclock in the morning, a Christian girl in Kansas City gave birth yall
She taught the kid how to love and give all praises to our maker till the earth fall
Then mama married a Muslim when I was 12 and that transition was the worst yall
I converted to Islam but every once in awhile I read a Bible verse yall
How am I to refrain from eatin pork and havin Christmas when I thirst all
All of this it was blended many religions plenty women got my shirt yall
At home no longer attended when I was 17 I bounced like a nerf ball

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Yeeeeah, spit it big quick
My day, I say, pie matrick, dont get a bitch hit (questionable)
Im mastering it-nit, Im flyin around with equipment
Really big time and now Im not fittin this bitch
Im ridin around and Im grittin it
To the people the people that want the evil Im givin you, that and a couple others a KLUS-TER-FUK
Of a brother which you discover to KRUSH-MUCKS-UP
In the gutter cause Im a thug and they TOUGH-JUST-STRUCK
On you MUHFUCKAS Ill be the BLOOD BROTHA givin you love from the slug if you bug on a nigga
TUG on a trigger no HUGS Im a kiss her with grunges and plug her with drugs when I give her
Dick
Fatherly, when I spit on these kiddies dont bother me
In the brown and red dickies, Mahogany
Red all over me like I hit an artery
Fuck all of these, hypocrites, lick a dick, Just swallow me
If you follow me and wanted to abolish me
When Im honestly, a straight oddity
Im just twisted, non-fictitious, on this wicked, shit spit it big quick
Ready whenever machete will sever the head or be dead up in the lake or in the metal and big thick bricks
Pucker up, suck this nutter butter gutter slut
If you wonder what is uttered this is KLUSTERFUK
Ever seen a nigga with hella followers and they love a nigga so much he be wantin to tell them to kill
HA HA HA HA HAAAA, and they will
So ya better watch that no this aint a shock tactic got that bit down to the grill
Heheheheheheheeeeh, way real
I got the shit that get the crowd jumpin
My shit a lotta thumpin silly just like a DRUNKEN MONKEY
Nigga we PUNKIN FLUNKIES
Killa we KRUNK N FUNKY
Uhh& PUMPING CHUNKY
Uhh& BOOTY B!TCHES IN THE BUNK WITH A DONKEY EH!

[Bridge:]
Crazy, I might be way in my psyche laid as a bright p.a
Playin, they wanna fight me, they dont really like me, they gonna not replay
Yeah Im good and a little bit of evil
Inside of me, they about equal
Call it a bust, when Im all in a rut
Im a Klusterfuk, nigga yall are just
FECAL
Growin up low enough, musta sucked
PEOPLE
Call me what? call me a Klusterfuk
FECAL
Growin up low enough, musta sucked
PEOPLE
Call me what? call me a Klusterfuk

[Interlude]
Talk about growin up f-cked up, I grew up with a mentally ill mother, so its no wonder that Im slightly askew
Her fanatical religious views had me sittin in pews 8 days a week, and because of that me and God didnt speak for a while
Now I crack a smile when asked my religious preference
I utter a Tech N9ne reference replyin, Im a KLUSTERFUK
I mixed up all the stuff religion that had to offer, boiled it in my cauldron till the bullshit burned off and
All that was left was love, I cant say I always rise above the trivial shit in my life cause I dont
Sometimes my ego wont allow me to walk away, if you know what Im saying
Ive done a lot of drugs, shit, Ive done a lot of thugs, but in the end
As long as Im aligned with love, I know Im livin righteous

[Outro:]
By a landslide my energy
Will kill a man why try mimic me
Cause the fans tied identically
Love it when the fans buy my memories
By a landslide my energy
Will kill a man why try mimic me
Cause the fans tied identically
Love it when the fans buy my memories
By a landslide my energy, (Growin up low enough, musta sucked)
Will kill a man why try mimic me
Cause the fans tied identically, (Call me what? call me a Klusterfuk)
Love it when the fans buy my memories
By a landslide my energy, (Growin up low enough, musta sucked)
Will kill a man why try mimic me
Cause the fans tied identically, (Call me what? call me a Klusterfuk)
Love it when the fans buy my memories