[Intro: Jimmie F. Rodgers]
Well when I was a young man and never been kissed
I got to thinking it over how much I'd missed
So I got me a girl and I kissed her again and then
Oh lordy, well I kissed her again, because
She had kisses sweeter than
Kisses sweeter than, Kisses sweeter than

[Beat Change]

[Verse 1: Fried Rice]
Here we go again, clogging up with the estrogen
Dodging all these bullets brainwashing to the best of them
Washington, wrestling my thoughts, wrestling those thots
Text message felon jogging up like the rest of them
Huh, well, a damn restraining order?
Y'all fucking louder than fourth grade recorder
But I borderline I'm more than fine when I'm going overtime
Rhyming every line, fucking backpack purify
Purification salvation, damnation
Jimmie F. Rodgers and some late orchestration
Die for hours, high for hours, high for miles like davis
Die for ours, turn me louder, ties with liars, don't save this
Not enough rage, what, turn another page, what
I'm a soft cannon like I rolled a damn mage, what
Copying my shit, oughta pay rights after this
Loud and annoying like a gay rights activist
I'm sorry, a deeper hole I dig, a deeper hole I dig
Naked mole forbid, taken more for it
Trade my soul for it, explosive, like the sulfur shit
Fuck her on the sofa shit, goofy like some Joba shit, damn that's it
I don't like you man, but fuck it man, go for it
On some emo shit, for the chance I dove for it
Through the alphabet, all 26 letters
As I make more memes I only get better