[Verse 1]
Dear Mr. Wooldridge, give me some words that I can use and
Give me a dust speck with some Whos and
Give me a Ho who got some moves and

[Verse 2]
I think I need some advice, I need a girl for my wife
I can't catch her with my net, my net says "please give me head"
(A little straightforward there buddy)
I don’t care, I just want, some bitch hair, in my bed ,that I pulled out
Then I pull up in my doctors parking lot and tell him that I'm tired
I'm tired
Tired of all the fake titty
Want something natural like-
Actual love or something above that
Something I can get behind, something that I can prove

[Verse 3]
Something that ain’t built out of lust
With someone I can fucking trust yah
Shawty got me fucked up
Shawty got me fucked up
Shawty got me fucked up (shoutout to Trippie)

[Interlude]
"Doctor what do I do?"
And he said-

[Verse 4]
Aye Matt
You are like Samurai Jack
Even if they call you fat, don't even look at em, don't even look back
And if they make fun of you for who you are, just show em when you're older ,you're a star
Don't you worry about burning out, you'll go far
You are like that Legendary SCAR
(Get it cause you're the best in the game?)