[Chorus: Fried Rice]
It's Thanksgiving season, the time is here
Let's all be thankful, and share our cheer
It all started with something to do with a bunch of pioneers
It's late November, my favorite time of the year

[Verse 1: Connor Edwards]
Okay, okay, okay, okay, let's get it started
I Fucked a Turkey and Got Away with It, ain't this shit retarded?
It's Thanksgiving, bitch, are you feeling thankful?
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble into the turkey hole, bitch
I got fucking yams, bitch, I go fucking ham, bitch
Gravy, mashed potato, dough, Goddamn, man, pass the ham, bitch
All we need is stuffing, fill the turkey full, you'll feel sick
Either that or I penetrate the turkey with my dick, bitch

[Chorus: Fried Rice]
It's Thanksgiving season, the time is here
Throw up your arms, don't shed no tears
It all started with something to do with a bunch of pioneers
It's late November, my favorite time of the year

[Bridge: Pridemore]
Pirate the Nexus, pirate the Kontakt
I got no Lexus, I got no contract
I got no car keys, but I got turkey
I'm pretty thankful, no one can hurt me
Pirate the Nexus, pirate the Kontakt
I got no Lexus, I got no contract
I got no car keys, but I got turkey
I'm pretty thankful, no one can hurt me
[Verse 2: Fried Rice]
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble’s what that turkey’s sayin’
To burn that turkey’s a sin, you better not be playing
Turkey feathers and that pilgrim shit, looking so cheesy
But I’ll play you like a game, going hard, normal, easy
Ham and cheesy, Iced Tea freezy in the winter, no it’s fall, bitch
Thanksgiving dapper rapper cracker call me Ritz
Simplistic mild and mannered minds like if they were some therapists
All sitting at a table eating some green asparagus
But fuck those greens and look at memes while eating that brown turkey
With some pumpkin pie, I dare no lie, snack on some beef jerky
And that ham along with lamb and you got PB, I got jam
As well as CDs and these mixtapes that I pass like yams
Oh, just be thankful for all that shit
Be thankful that I didn't kill myself after all that shit
But it's Thanksgiving bitch, fuck it, just be thankful
And for you thots, you better watch, I got my fucking tank full

[Chorus: Fried Rice]
It's Thanksgiving season, the time is here
Let's all be thankful, and share our cheer
It all started with something to do with a bunch of pioneers
It's late November, my favorite time...

[Beat Change]
[Verse 3: Fried Rice]
Fuck where you at? What I look like
Fucking with a pussy like I'm handling dykes
I'll be Randall and Ike, with this scandal and I
I'll handle your verse, for the worst, alright
Hey, ho, hey, ho, come on let's go
Make something other than a parody, bro
Too insecure to make actual work
But these shitty parodies ain't factual, hurts
Oh shit, Ryton Studios passer
You ain't making shit, I bet your ass hurt
Making shitty short videos, you're a master
Every time there's a parody, it gets faster
Fuck it, man, man, fuck it, man
Fucking make something, duck it, man
Your hustle's kicked the bucket, man
Damn, Logan's dick you suck it, fam
In fact, Logan, are you ever gonna go?
Said you'd make an album a year ago
Bouncing on Ryan's dick, like a pogo
Make something other than that KING SAV logo
I'm going fucking loco, bitch I'm beyond local
You blowing up houses, a peon taking photos
Fuck the slow-mo, fucking schizo, oh no
Just a mixtape, so issa fucking prototype
And it's riper going ham like a cypher
If you'll don't like it, you're on crack like the Viper
While my music is only getting finer
You're just turning into a wannabe Viner
And Vine is fucking dead, and your channel is too
And mine is fucking red, so this one's to you
So Ryan, quit making dumb parodies
And record a verse, or suck on a pair of these
[Bridge: Fried Rice]
(Perfect! Perfect! Perfect!) NUT!
(Perfect! Perfect! Perfect!) NUT!
(Perfect! Perfect! Perfect!) NUT!
(Perfect! Perfect! Perfect!) NUT!

[Gunshot]

[Outro: The Chute]
After dissing his friend Ryan, Risotto proceeds to conclude Thanksgiving being thankful for what he does have, being the best memes in the Omniverse. It is Black Friday of 2011, but what's next?