[Intro]
A favorite gift for children all over the world is the drum

[Verse 1: Watsky]
DOPE!
Call me Homer, cause I’m gonna write an odyssey
Lots of people tend to see me as a oddity
When they see me wanna tell me what I oughta be
Pissing on the cynics and I hit em with my bodily
Functions, and lock them in the dungeon
Leaving them for years to rot with their assumptions
Got gumption
Won't get lumped in
SEEN!
Cinderella turn a fella to a pumpkin
Pump this in your whip till it's obnoxious
On Pennsylvania Ave outside of Congress
Stomping on the lawn and honking 'til the pompous
Senators yelling ta scram with an accomplice
Honest Abe we rage till we're unconscious
EOM’s dope but I'ma go the longest
In a moment they’ll be staring that's a promise
Got the flow to turn a square into a rhombus
Calling Robin then we jump into the Bat Car
Call my mom and tell her I'm a fucking rap star
Light a blunt and then I pass it off to Reptar
Rep hard
Shoot another missile at the Death Star
Down to shout cuz they're extra mad
Got Barney doing dabs down in Dexter's Lab
And it's still a spare tire when I flex my abs
But I don't give a fuck cause the sex is rad. I'm
Chester Cheetah
In some fresh Adidas
And a dress shirt
Looking like an expert
People don't adjust your monitor
Whats up officer
Sorry if I babble like a drunk philosopher
E to the O-M
Me with the poem
He got the low end
So we gotta go in
The slickest showmen
How we're picking off opponents
And we're sick and so were foaming at the mouth
GO!