Duncecap, the outcast of his own clique

Suck the poison out my ass and sit on a cactus

Love the craft but really fuck rapping

I keep coming back, think I don't need practice

Sat down, shit, wipe like a savage

Use sticks and stones, paint, brown tallies after

Use how many years've i've bin trapped as a classless

Skinny thick body with the mental of a cabbage

Biotin pill, work your magic

Pimple pop porn, and an alchohol pad strip

Thats it! The tracks average

Fly half mast, hey thanks for the stab at

Smashing Pumpkins, flipped Galapagos backwards

Where I'm at not scared of lawsuit actions

I told my mirror "you really are a bastard"

It told me right back that "actually you're a coward"

I tend to sip liquor, never skip dinner

I think my dick's bigger, maybe we will smash

After all, she loves me and my balls

All animals, and then anything tragic

Thats it, Tis' What Tis' and a matchstick

Half spliff pre-roll, Gruff make magic

Trip kick kegs: Dunce say sad shit

Samurai after shows, always damn damaged

Karma kids sandwich , deli w the Sanskrit

Didn't have a chance to pop a wheelie cuz I fail quick

Catchy pop songs follow me like a trail that's

All sun and shade 'til the nimbus with the hail hits

Scared of the passion dad took me sailing

No solid ground , grab on the railing

Choppy waters , a piece of the action

God must love me cause the thunder stay clapping

Post punchline, meditate by fappin'

Feel that shit, butt play accidents

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