[Intro]
Bruh
(REEE, normie!)

[Verse 1: London Yellow]
I do not care if you don't like my music
Everything you do is stupid (It is)
I do what I want to do did (I do)
You sit around, play in your booty
I’m so happy, I feel like I'm booey
I very like very much what I'm doing
And it is working, what you do is boring
Your sit around slave and I feel like I’m touring
I don't even wanna go outside
But I got a bunch of fans on me
I feel like Rob Zombie
I feel like Bill Cosby
You sit around, like "Goddamn
I should've recorded that," that's what I am
You're a fuckin' sham, I'm green eggs and ham, bitch
You're Sam I am

[Verse 2: Lilcockpump]
Feelin’ like I am the cat in the hat (Meow)
Most of my money I’m spendin' on crack (Woof)
My shit is fire and your shit is whack
But both of it’s shit, so think about that
Don't like what I'm doin', well go suck a cock
Pump up my dick until it goes pop
Oh where the time go, please don’t look at my watch
Oh where the time go, please don't look at my watch
I don't even wanna go outside
'Cause I got a bunch of fans on me
I feel like Bob Marley
I feel like Chris Farley
If I wind up shot, killed, dead
Wonder who put a bullet in my head, ayy
Wonder who put the poison in my bread
It's a sabotage, I call it 9/11
[Verse 3: Lil Barnacle]
Are you suckin' me off, bitch? What's the story?
That pussy be smellin' like Finding Dory
That pussy got me goin' retarded
Got me feelin' like Pepper from Horror Story
Tying up all these bitches, feel like Richard Speck
Stabbed them all thirty times and I smoked some meth
Bitch, I am the best, I wanna fuck Johnny Test
Feel like John Wayne Gacy
You wanna tie him up and make him give me head
Shooting my load at these kids, call me Adam Lanza
Fuckin' my own ass with a banana
Mixin' the Flintstones gummies with the Fanta
Got a big sack in my pants, call me Santa

[Outro]
Bruh