[Part I]

[Verse 1: Hydracoque]
Triple X-Files, all of mine homosexual
We gay n***as from outer space, sextraterrestrials
Engagin’ in unexplainable insemination of male heteros
Resulting in the strangest of creations from my genitals
I want to believe that it’s not impossible
To hybridize the heteros with homos in their rectum holes
N***aborean DNA in human sperm receptacles
The creation of a new face with new traits that looks carеssable
The manifestation of homoеrotic spirit into a form of beauty
Melanated skin with the roundest naturally-oiled booty
Wholly fruity, caked up, real, ain’t no BBLs
Packin’ hella BBC, ready to present to males
Men only, men boning, all male everything
Double X chromosomes ain’t gonna get no wedding rings
Triple X homos goin’ prone for gay sex with me
Turnin’ heteros to homo bros, yeah, it’s meant to be
X-Files, I’m Mulder, n***a (What?)
Call me fox, ‘cause I am what I fuck
Pullin’ up in a Ford Taurus, gettin’ road head after breakin’ some bucks
X-Files, I’m Scully, n***a
Dreads drenched in red from severin’ heads
Twink locked up in my trunk, dreadin’ all of my spunk
After that, only seconds ‘til his ass is dead
Call me Grey, but this ain’t 59
Murder n***as for a lifetime
9/11, not 911
I’ma do the dash, fuck yo’ lifeline
Abductin’ n***as, then I’m fuckin’ n***as on a lonely road, doin’ night crimes
Can’t escape, can’t tell the time
It stopped in place, now it’s my time
Pullin’ up in a Crown Vic, I’m a gay bro who needs to pound dick
Assigned to bussies all across the nation, both to stroke slow and to pound quick
Find the inner truth of all male anuses, apotheosis of homoeroticism
Extraterrestrial organisms given organisms from my psychotic ‘tism
Investigatin’ every possibility from soundin’ them to makin’ all them jizz on me
Trust in no one, just make bros cum, uncover the past and this alternate history
Hickory dickory dock, n***as frottin’ my cock, they imbuin’ me with new abilities
Opp n***as can try to stop a n***a, but I’m shinin’ bright spreadin’ my jizz full of mystery
[Verse 2: KolossalKocks]
N***aborean X-Files
We dominatin’ with slobberin’ nuts
Jonestown when I’m jonesin’ for jizz
Got my back arched, give my anus a flush
Hell yeah, we be fudge packin’
We willy tonkas, this dump like a truck
Golden ticket is for shit and pissin’
And the jackpot is the crack of that butt
Brotha lettin’ that hoe hang
Give ‘em Kobain, unfold brain
Anal friction ‘til the smoke came
Then I sniffed the farts like cocaine
Lid pop open like the trash out
Snort the queef when his ass pout
N***a better not pass out
Bet I leave you leakin’ with an ass spout
Husky black, that’s my type
Leave ‘em stretched, no prom night
Chocolate stick, inside white
So what you doin’ for a Klondike?
Cheeks clap like a monkey with cymbals
Then fuck ‘em porous like Monopoly thimbles
Dick in butt, if we keepin’ it simple
Yank his crank like I called Jimmy Kimmel
End Taint, Gayvengers assemble
Tony Shart, he experience my mental
Squirt gang, I’ma fill up his dimple
He screamin’ “God!” like he grippin’ a hymnal
Red rocket gon’ kah-boom
Condolences for that ass soon
Noclip into the backrooms
Goin’ slaphappy like baboons
[Part II]

[Verse 1]
All you n***as ain’t ready for warfare
Won’t spare a single soul, yeah, it could really go there
Gon’ ensnare all yo’ bros, leave ‘em smoked in the cold air
Souls bare, make you n***as explode like a Corvair
Leave you scattered on the street like an accident with a fruit truck
Architect of tragedies, cold cases and cold cuts
Blastin’ out all my skeet right after it all, I’m all splooged up
Wipe the block’s memories, old faces to bold nuts
Speakin’ of nuts, n***a, I am what I eat
Harvestin’ them male genitals like damn, what a treat
A fiend for the male meat, dick and ass, it’ll greet my stomach
If you can stomach it, it cannot be beat
If a bitch want my dick? I’ma tell that hoe to stand down
Either leave the scene, or turn right into a man now
Skin her and make a new file while n***as smoke in the background
I cannot back down, alien bussy’s my crack now
Goin’ paranormal ‘cause I normalized the rest
Spiritually lobotomize and hunt the souls who strive to rest
Attack ‘em with my ghostly pole, our forms can now bone and caress
Then come back to my old body, motionless and choked of breath
Loan a cockjet from Xani Narco
Go to outer space, find the mothership of motherfuckers from an alien race
Fuck the captain up the ass and leave the grey without his face
My acidic spray melts it off like the gayest mace laced with HCL
All my gays finna make the straights see hell
Turn ‘em gayer, then I take ‘em all to heaven
Planet Anus, Goatse Galaxy, place of my brethren
In the dimension of N***aborea’s universe
Other realm, Anarofalia, don’t go there
I would not recommend it unless I go first
Those n***as crazy, who knows, they can do the worst
My bussy hurts
[Interlude]
”...massive trauma to the lower intestine and the rectal wall
Fortunately, there’s so much damage...”

[Verse 2]
Give me that ass, I’ll pull out my john and raw dog it
Then turn around and give me that back, I’ma cock flog it
Shot a n***a just like Reyes, but with all my cum
All of my n***as is the gayest for male bum
Ain’t just for fun, we keep jizz sprayin’ to worship cum in unexplainable ways
We keep drainin’, but we ain’t done
Feelin’ like Scully, but I ain’t talkin’ ‘bout Peter
Ain’t destroyin’ Daisy, I’m just huntin’ for some creatures
This one stole my dildo with about 500 features and it cost 300 grand, I bought that shit last Easter
No, I’m lyin’, I just stole it
So this might just be karma comin’ at me to equalize
Once I robbed a sperm bank in a Chief Keef disguise
Goatse’d my o block, he could not believe his eyes
Young twink receptionist, not much experience
Born here with all his queers, but ain’t done much queery shit
All my gay exploits? All things he’d hear a bit
I’m in the flesh and it got him feelin’ delirious
I lean in close and whisper in his ear, “Hey, bitch!
I speak bussy sex, do you speak my language?
If you don’t, aight, I guess it’s okay
Just spread that anus anyways ‘cause I’m goin’ to take it!”