[Verse 1]

Oops, I fell, oopsie, I told

You gotta get a hold of the microphone

Show them what you rock, show me what you got

Cause who ever knew that a white teen could rip?

Distorted like the eye of a fish

I hand it to you on the platter like a dish

The mic is the utensil, I write like I'm the council

I'm right cause you know, and I know

I make the speakers rip with sound super ripped

My wittiness is increased with the Maui Waui

It's the same with the Mary Mary, what a beauty

And isn't that a wonder, and how can I just ponder

That even greens beat the white stinky powder

[Hook]

Mix in the numbers in an alphabet too

Fuck every rule and then FU2

I got an F, and you too, history

Supposedly that's the way it's supposed to be. (2x)

[Verse 2]

I know you like my style and the way that I do it

Going so sleek, that's the way I advocate it

No need to be mad, or be sad, or provocative

It's all cool, I'm just another brother, relative

Things suck you in like inside of a black hole

Or the fake register of unloyal ho's

With her ass unemployed, but you're working like a droid

Dropping innuendos, in the end though, no one gets them

Name something lethal, 47 points

With a bigger caliber, 54 points

Ability to calculate mass, plus 7 points

If you wanna learn, then I'm open for appointments

[Hook]

Mix in the numbers in an alphabet too

Fuck every rule and then FU2

I got an F, and you too, history

Supposedly that's the way it's supposed to be. (2x)

[Verse 3]

Preach, kids know more than the teachers

It's all independent, so no more leeches

Pre-school kids feeding virtual creatures

Every day procedure, talking through a beeper

"You so silly, with a little willy," now a little baby gonna fight back

Oh cool, so it's normal to be an anorexic

With a waist sized 4, and bones galore

Walk out the door but you're blown by the wind

A butcher needs a meat bag more than you

So have a little fat and a bit of this 'n that

I like a booty round but it's back to the hook now