[Verse One]:
Fuck a critic, and anyone who isn't
I got zero love for people who don't fuck with this shit
Who the fuck is this kid? Must you all be unaware I'm the new addiction
Don't get thrown off by the hair
Ah yeah, let me do you all a favor, all the white boys in the house
Here's a shot of Jagger
All the sisters in the house I know y'all mighty fine
I don't buy drinks for girls but you can buy me mine
It's not that I'm on some cheap shit, well probably
I just ain't down with paying chicks to talk to me
Cause I'm a temperamental type o' individual
Repeat offender stealing pussy like a criminal
I'm raw, said it like dirty
If I keep living like this I'll be dead at like 30
Supposed to feels good but instead it's like hurting
Living in the fast lane, yeah, I'm like swerving

[Hook]:
Duck duck goose, duck duck goose, duck duck goose
Duck duck goose, duck duck goose, duck duck goose
Duck duck goose, duck duck goose

[Verse Two]:
That's right baby, go ahead and keep on
You've been working all week long, so get your drink on
Just don't be that drunk girl crying in the corner
Cause don't nobody give fuck, don't nobody want ya
You can suck my dick but it probably won't fit
Captain Nobvious mr. sober up quick
All these other rappers, man we just don't click
Cause we just so different and it ain't about shit
Or is it, that I'm strange
Since I come from Oklahoma think I live on a range
Not I, Popeye, I am what I am
That's the man with the plan and a couple of fans
This week is Japan, next week is Mia-
Mi, then I'm gonna turn down a gram-
My, god damn it I'm something like a hammock
When life hands you women, tell them bitches make a sandwich

[Hook]

[Verse Three]:
I am, a man of many talents
I can drive backwards and I have amazing balance
Plus I'm really good at guessing
Ones who mic checking, you can yes y'all in
Guess it's my calling
Yes it's, if I'm too busy leave a message
Some say I'm too different to ever be accepted
Fuck them, they just ain't important y'all
They could suck on a horse dick and donkey balls
King Kong pays rent to Johnny Polygon biatch
In my holy Reebok's, Jesus on the beat box
Smell the chronic smoke from a radius of three block
Call me Dr. Dre ain't no fucking thing as detox
I'm a rebel, an outlaw, an animal
If you ain't heard my album then your doubt is understandable
But I don't give a fuck, call me celibate
Make dope shit for the hell of it
Selling is irrelevant
Living in the fast lane yeah, I'm like swerving


[Hook]