[Intro: Great Dane]

Before we get very far into our next story, we do have a warning for you, tonight

What you're about to see and hear may not be suitable for children

Not all music stars, as you know, are model citizens

Some have had run-ins with the law, that’s certainly nothing new

But now, a few musicians have taken that to new heights

Or to new depths

Now, you may never have heard of some of these stars, but your kids have

They are heroes to a whole new generation

Tonight, take a walk in their world…

[Verse 1: Josh Smith]

I fucked your bitch nigga, finger on the trigger

Ballin’ in the club, my account is seven figures

I got a big dick that the hoes be tryna lick

I goes deep in that pussy, I be sucking on her clit, bitch

Orgasm, body spasms, orgasm, orgasm

Orgasm after orgasm, I make her cum a couple thousand

Soaking wet, tied up my pet, she start to squirm, she start to scream

Slap her face, “Shut up, bitch!” I jump on top, trampoline

Gotta lick before you stick, fucked her till her pussy split

Step in the club, big cock, started hot, still hot

Stacking bands everywhere, my man juices up in her hair

Got a blunt stuck up in her cunt, now she really smoking there

Hot bars off the dome, got a Lamborghini, 30 chrome

Blue Bugatti, Maserati, Red Ferrari is my porta-potty

Cuz that’s my shit, shut up bitch, just respect it, Capri Sun, bitch

Fuck them haters, and them hoes, swag runs down into my toes

AK’s all day, my way, I don’t play

Er, er, squeak the bed, after this bitch gave me some head

Bang, bang, shot you dead, call the Feds, bandana red

Swerve, swerve, yeet, yeet, pop, pop, skeet, skeet

Ugh

[Interlude: Great Dane]

You may never have heard of some of these stars, but your kids have

They are heroes to a whole new generation

Tonight, take a walk in their world…

[Verse 2: Josh Smith]

Alright, new beat, same dude, new me

Nah, same me, keep it real, every day, I’m stacking bills

One milli, two milli, three billi, cuatro trill

This beat is cray, that’s how I feel, I’m in a crouch, I’m set to kill

Barrel hot, that’s my Glock, fire in the streets, niggas’ bodies drop

Jesus piece, Rolex, ice all around my neck

No flex, cash my check, life is a bitch and her pussy’s wet

That’s J COLE, Forbidden Fruit; I’m laid back with my gin and juice

Uh, real rap raw nigga

Reppin’ with my team everyday that’s squad nigga

Hot nigga, never be a bitch nigga

Drop your body quick if you ever try to snitch nigga

Yeah, real shit nigga, beat the pussy up, animal cruelty nigga

Fuck nigga, why you such a bitch nigga

I go 0 to 100 I’m a quick nigga

[Outro I: Josh Smith]

Alright I’m done with this shit

All you motherfuckers out there that wanna battle me I’m here nigga

I’ll drop you quicker than a bitch panties nigga

Fight me nigga

Swing first nigga!

You ain’t even a nigga though

Man, you a nigglet

A little faggot ass nigglet that’s what you are bitch

Shit, let me light up my blunt one more time, hold up

[Lighter noise, breathe out]

Yeah, that’s some of that good good nigga

Ah, fuck…

[Static]

[Outro II: Josh Smith]

I’m just kidding guys, I don’t rap like that!

Welcome to the album!