[Verse 1: Lover Boy]

This is no reaction

This is no apology for how my ass been acting

How the hell this happen? After dropping "Cranston"

People like "Oh shit, is Tabby really out here rapping?"

Yessiree, you betcha, my trigger finger active

Pointing out mistakes like when Michael Scott left Scranton

As long as I got issues, you won’t ever see this pen quit

Blend of right and left, my mental been that ambidextrous

[Verse 2: Orange Boy]

(Uh) Back on my bullshit, can’t you tell?

Fashion on Fanta, go grab Kel

Flash on the camera, blues turn red

Toss out ya disc, I’m too Krillin

Telling myself, “Your debut’s shit”

Ha, you know me well

Look at my skin like "Who spilled milk?"

Cried like the boy made two sequels

ODB with pitch up

Voice ain’t deep as my best lyrics

But the cat can still deliver

Like he never left that Erbs & Gerbs

Been about as bitter as a liberal in a Bernie shirt

Put your spin on everything

But this right here that learnin' curve

[Verse 3: Lover Boy]

Yeah, and that ain’t even half of it (Ain't even half of it)

Step up to the mic, and we’ll surely have a laughing fit (Ha ha ha ha)

Why so hyper masculine in lady clothes? You fabulous (Fabulous)

That flow cocooned like caterpillar came out like it’s cattle piss

(Bleugh) Ya nasty, why my beard so daphne?

This Tabby vs. savior complex honkies Mathers stanning (Yeah)

It’s only 9 A.M and I’m already fucking pissed? (Fucking pissed)

I know you fellas get your dick sucked, please stop making it a skit

[Verse 4: Orange Boy]

Dude, my mood could use some improvement

Get green smoothies and tattoos of the chakras

Think you woke, do I hear "Frere Jacques?"

Get big off of one hit and saying Pac sucked

Y'all treat this shit like a potluck but y’all brought chips

Where the salsa? Where the protein? Where the food at?

'Bout to boot your ass out the group chat

Student of the game, I’m fuckin' with the 90’s

The Roots, Tang, NWA just so old-heads like me

Every white rapper spitting fast as Ricky Bobby, man

They wear Golf, I’ll werewolf and beat ‘em it’s like La La Land

[Verse 5: Lover Boy]

Oh my God, so obvious you from Wisconsin

Your lines suck, offending none, you're like Bryan Bulaga

Moved to Minnesota (Yeah), jotted all these proverbs

Went to open mic then finally found out both your balls dropped (Yeah)

Met a kid named Dylan, sent his link on SoundCloud

Did that lo-fi shit, you thought he had potential (Yes I did)

Asked him for a beat, he sent you "Cranston" in an hour (Shit)

Verse one said the rest, so peachfuzz! means the world is ours

[Verse 6: Orange Boy]

And fuck these B.O.B.’s, if earth is flat, then so is Cardi

Probably shuffle still to Party Rock, your ass is lookin' sorry

My drive a steady pace and still you’re ridin' right behind me

Put this car in park and wreck your whip like I’m Ansari

Y'all 'bout fake as NBA sprained ankles

Some natural disasters like hurricane James Franco

I’m that K Dot tape with J. Cole

Bino/Chance, Madvillainy 2

Season 5 of Samurai, jacking styles is all you can do

[Bridge: Orange Boy]

Man, why these rappers’ bread & butter

Be claims they made a sound, that’s been around since the first Carter?

Story old as time like origin of Peter Parker

This that chump change, make dime-a-dozen's shut the fuck up

[Verse 7: Orange Boy]

I’ma kick groins to get shit going, don’t slip Freud

These pricks poignant toward bitcoin

When crimson’s true crypto, nitwit, noise

Stay Off-White, the cost hypebeast boy bite when form right

You dorks fight on forums with keyboard strikes till foe like

“Yeah you’re right”

But both sides got thick skulls, 'cept this ain’t no porn site

Bitch click off, my patience keeps upchucking, it's supper

It’s thin now 'cause white fucks act all tough

Play who’s blindest to color

The vibe that y’all can’t feel

Killed quick when your ass stepped in

No Method Man, these Daniel Days

Just act all phased, say jack shit

Poindexter pushing up glasses

“All lives actually matter!”

Fuck your two cents, you don’t get It

I’m Pennywise to you kids thinking that privilege is a big myth

Hi, I’m Hyneman, tsk tsk, I might go Savage, hear the clip click

One eye open like Slick Rick and blast you crackers to Crispix

But snow fallen won’t find revival through witch

Kiss my honky ass, y'all just white nose Rat to 5-0

Goodnight Fifel

Peachfuzz