Oh man
Dude wit' a dooky
I came camel-backed and this is poopy à la boopy
Movin' like I'm used to, Indie movies for the lookin'
But lord dawgs I am kingeth cow wit' a hoopty
All expected transportation
I thought I split the rations
For a conquer any nation in the knees
Naw, feel a breeze
I can't resist a squeeze if it means I kill the genie's dream

(sleep tight in the AM)
(Yote don't stop till it's night in the air)

The fox still tryna dance a hair with the bear
Friend stares and listens
I took the center stairs, it
Don't press fair bits, cow don't reckon it
How 'bout you chow down and spit back the salmon?
Ghosters be [?] while I pick a toe jam
Just to snuggle up the peanut butter cannon in the sandwich