Trap and baffle with trashy tabloids and brutal banter

Off of the mammal back saddle and on to new chapters

Like getting Breezy having to smack a flashy bitch up battered

Before you could begin to call yourself a true rude rapper

My grooves bash dancers, the smooth crude gas yapper

I chew loose prude flappers, slash inner tube to splash rafters

Bruise blue black and slander all these wack pampered actors

My cartoons to crass for the masses of usual crackers

All casts are saying "Man who's that groovy new Casper?"

Damn that dude's past too dapper to spew this phat voodoo rapture

Queue the shooters up

Assassins are blasting

While relaxing in the stu puffing they drew Rugers to clap 'em

But nah that's that art school crap

I choose to Mutilate tracks, spraying Belton, Montana graph burn

Big gulping double cups to get you buku plastered

Fuck gaffeling and hooting, buzzed and booming

Lapping up leftover brew from an old decanter

Abusing the liver and bladder and laughing

View hues in gruesome illusions

Sipping from cool blue pools of hydrochloric acid (twisted)

In an ice fisherman igloo where they carve and canoe out foolish mutant badgers

Organ looters in masks dashing

As I cut and stew up goon campers and animal trackers in Aspen

After we prove through matters

The vaster bird flew through galactic patterns over huge ladders in Nasca

Double headed four eye vision combined using two ViewMasters

All the stupid gooses gathered to gander

And landed on landmine lines that blasted blinding lights

And blew steel (Blue Steel) through minds of Zoolanders

"Where have you been? Why did you go? How could you dare to worry me so? What is your rest, yes or no?"

"Ahh it's not a yes or no question."

"Well then explain home leaving train."