(Verse 1)

Come on over, if pertaining to crass talk

So filthy, my breath’s staining your glass top

Nurse lady making my nads hot, faking a cracked cock

‘bout time I’m taking the cast off

Strut so wicked, all the sluts gon’ fidget

Mud cloak gimmick I’m a cut throat cricket

Cuck-hold knitted, frilly duck those mittens

And attack on titan is overrated as fuck (seriously)

No bother, the man with no father

So sovereign, everybody get low posture

Off my chrome rocker, onto my throne, lobster

I’m a grown ass gnome mobster, tele-

Phone monster,dazed and disheveled

Fame on a level i’m ashamed to embezzle

But i’m the prodigal son, without a name to the kettle

Slave to the rebel, the game is a vessel, bitch

(Bridge)

-Hey you’re pretty gross

You think so?

-Yeah, I do

Well thanks then

-Whatever

(Chorus)

Lalalalalalala Grime ward

Lalalalalalalala Grime ward

(Verse 2)

Soap is an opinion, so is showering

Dirt and grease cake my skin, and it’s empowering

My room is beautiful, trash on trash on trash

Y’all delusional, pass the stash of ass

Ooh I like girls who fart a lot

Barfing sauce in parking lots as a part time job

Drinking arson broth and gaining sharker jaws

Unfreeze my dick in carbonite to go from hard to soft

I’m laughing at clean blokes, you weak joke

Cutting cheese so diseased you’d think it’s a year old

Stuffing my fingers into your key holes

I smell like a vietnamese, green ho

I fuck pigs and eat ‘em after

Only if the fire leave ‘em half burned

My steez is absurd, the master

Of bad words, jeez louise I’m mad, worm

I can’t find my hat, I like the way it makes my head look

I look weird without it, but I can't find it. And I'm really mad