[Verse 1]

This is the start of my story
A gory allegory
Of God’s glory
Inspired
By a retired and tired
Portly corgi named Cory
And his favorite pig, Porky
Who spoke coarsely
And looked quite corny and dorky
While climbing into a quarry of broken down lories hoping to find Dory
Only to reach satori
And realize awakening was boring
Because it meant having sex with three snoring horny horseys
Named Tory, Rory and Courtney
Shortly, a meteorologist will issue a warning
Purporting that the sky’s turning stormy
According to a psychic trick hick named Rick reporting
On the recording supporting the thwarting
Of Porky’s dick turning warty
Playing on the TV at the DMV
I’m importing and sorting
All of your foreign babies before aborting
And deporting thе cavorting
Assorting of quarreling kids
[Verse 2]

Yo, yo, yo!
Here wе go, here we go!
In this room is where I sit
With nothing but a mug and a barrel of shit
Believing I can beat Eminem
That I can meet him and that, well, we can become friends
I’ll rap to myself alone in this tomb
This fucked up place called the padded room
I know in my head and in my heart that I can’t be beat
That I’ll realize my dreams and ultimately meet
The people that I admire, the people that I love
And I’ll do that shit with the help of my friends above!

(Chortles)

Now, let's switch it up to the pimp mode