[Verse 1:]

Bourbon, bourbon on this drop that we’re serving

I’m so shocked that I'm burping

Spilling grog on this person

Their off and they’re cursing

I’m off to the pisser

I’m the dirty motherfucker that will sleep with your sister

And how could I differ, while I’m smoking a spliffer

Half tanked on Jim Beam, yes I damage my liver

I’m a fatter track ringer [?]

Attacking a fat singer [?]

That packs her bags quicker with ya[?]

On a stack of bad liquor[?]

I rap quicker when I’m pinging it off a pill

When I’m ripping it to kill

When I'm singing it to feel

Man I’m bringing it to grill[?]

Half ass MC’s on the plate ready to eat a meal

I’m slow though, my brains gone loco

No hope for a bloke that only goes to work for smoko

Bludger, fuck a bull buster

I wish I had a job as a fucking whore hustler