Yeah I need a pill, I need a Pepsi I need a storyboard, Chris Kreski Find me off tour and I'm very bored (very bored) Blackberry milkshake advocate Intricate street-handshake etiquette Monologue like a methamphetamine Word is bond I've had better dreams Happily I hang out behind the partition Block me from the noise please (Can y'all shut the fuck up?) I'm just trying to watch the ballgame Yeah See I just be trying to take a nap But I'm compelled to rap Like I remember the days when I would just lay in bed and fap Eat shit and get fat I used to dig that shit Nowadays I got this itch To flip the microphone switch Yo Fuck local generic trap, That shit is for geeks That R&B hook, what's that for? Humans born with vaginas and soft booty cheeks As for me & my friends We make Hip Hop because we are men Why would I want to make music that appeals to a 13 year-old Hispanic girl Unless I wanted to be a 13 year-old Hispanic girl, like y'all brothers I'd rather waste my time banging some slutty cougar, like y'all mothers I'm Freddy Kreuger if you're under the covers I'm Willy Wonka manufacturing these rap Nutter Butters

Yo, let me spit this shit before I forget why I showed up Spit that shit that'll make the o.g. say hold up Yeah, it's a cold world but I stay blanketed by my ego Treat this rap shit like a Rick Barry free throw Too easy like Uhaa Nation on some Kobe World Festival Bury your body in Sebastopol and fill your girlfriend's mouth up with testicles That's so cliché I don't even wanna put my goddamn name on it It's like a preschool when I wipe my children on your daughter's baby bonnet Not while she was still wearing the fucking thing, what the fuck, Are y'all drunk? I gotta go, TMZ on 'Line 1' telling me I'm a hunk Yo This is my real life, I'm having a three-way with a broad look just like Lexi from Fat Fantasy And another broad look just like Dondra from BigBellySSBBW.com Taking it way back in the day like "Goddamn, Doc" Voluptuous Cat Diva And I gotta send a shot out to Lots2Luv Cuz I was watching Natalie when y'all were talking about the Fappening Praise the Lord above See way before it was a motherfucking international sensation I had broads bellies bouncing off they shins like Connie and Temptation So all praise be due to the motherfucker who did this shit first Goddamn right I'm the apple of my own eye that's why I dedicate this verse To myself hahaha

Yo Tragedy Scandalous Tragedy Yo Tragedy Scandalous Tragedy Tragedy Tragedy Taking a backseat? Naw Made ya vaccine disappear like Madd Maxine First Round picks flaming out like Chris Shaw Tik Tok rappers wack, they pulling my rickshaw Tick tock and you don't stop But that ain't true I seen you trying to get a job at the one-stop Cuz ya'll tried to go pop But your catalog lacks While I tour coast to coast in a black Cadillac Smack the cataract off of your mom for thinking twice About that coat hanger homicide swipe Scandalous Tragedy Scandalous Tragedy Scandalous Tragedy Scandalous Tragedy To these goofs who claim they starting a movement I'm in tune with entombment I'm more Martian than human My cold heart artificial comprised from car parts Of forty-four fatal accidents, slashed up Carhartts The bloody bathroom mat when I step out of the shower I catch wreck when empowered, Your best bets get devoured You turn sour like curdled titty juice, What I produce'll Loosen stool like a stick to the sphincter in your caboose Getcha grubby little nubs off my verbiage you pervert Swat a rapper like chewed up gum and I'm Mr. Perfect That's perfect, I be the dervish that's whirling I wake up early, Fill the mall Signing autographs, Chest of ya girly I'm at the pisser giving freshmen a swirly Surely call me your majesty Scandeezy be the tragedy They can't handle my vanity Scandalous tragedy I toss a rapper in a trash can off a canopy Damn it G, I oughta slaughter the lotta ya But I'm on Colusa Boulevard talking to Claudia First Round picks flaming out like Chris Shaw Tik Tok rappers wack, they pulling my rickshaw Scandalous Tragedy Scandalous Tragedy Scandalous Tragedy Tragedy Scandalous Tragedy Scandalous Tragedy Scandalous Tragedy Scandalous Tragedy Tragedy Tragedy Tragedy

Ouch, That shit hurt Ouch, That shit hurt Ouch, That shit hurt Ouch, That shit hurt Baddies call me daddy Perfect tens, they bless my session Sade said my love is king Who am I to question? Wisdom in my cypher Divine muscle in my beenie Women rub my back at night And go to war to keep me Supporters cheer my name Throw they arms up like the victor Doped up off my rocker my drug test look like a Richter Scale the seismic shift when I impale Nothing minor Vintage like it's ninety-three rocking a fila visor My aura something like the stone pit bull Tomohiro Brothers at the function be like "Scotty you're my hero" Catch me at the house, copping cabeza on the couch Fuck her face and fill her mouth Steal the show and surf the crowd They say ouch Fucking ouch, That shit hurt They say ouch, that shit hurt Fucking ouch, That shit hurt Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Bottom of the 9th responsible when pennent clinches Down three runs with bases drunk I'm swinging for the fences Rappers switching genders, I kick 'em in the cunt Anal rape a flamer with my dick up in her butt Panic if butt blood is absent when your boy pull out Re-engage up in her anal freeway, swerving outta bounds She say ouch (Completely nonsensical two bars) Fucking ouch, That shit hurt (I don't care if that shit made no sense) Fucking ouch, That shit hurt Fucking ouch, That shit hurt Fucking ouch, That shit hurt Ouch, That shit hurt Ouch, That shit hurt

These hoes be smelling like the barrio These rappers be smelling like fibs These hoes be smelling like the barrio These rappers be smelling like fibs Yo Rappers be smelling like the fibs they tell Full of shit with they fake ass accomplishments Hell naw you ain't sell that many records out of your trunk I don't give half a fuck about your fake ass Spotify numbers That's not how you bought that chain You been living with mom and dad doing they laundry KD's mom ain't got nothing on the real MVP Which is the CPU that you use to regenerate hits, plays and views I can't excuse it Y'all motherfuckers try so hard to make hit records And then come up with excuses as to why that shit ain't go down These hoes be smelling like the barrio These rappers be smelling like fibs These hoes be smelling like the barrio (The fucking barrio) These rappers be smelling like fibs Yo Y'all smell like fibs Why? Because you lie Year-round, July to July (Fibbies) Look in my motherfucking eye You see, your insecurities are a reflection of the impurity of your soul But rock & roll wasn't built on fictional shows, burner accounts and blow-up dolls Modern day poets would rather pat themselves on the back Than collect actual dap These hoes be smelling like the barrio These rappers be smelling like fibs These hoes be smelling like the barrio These rappers be smelling like fibs These hoes be smelling like the barrio These rappers be smelling like fibs These hoes be smelling like the barrio These rappers be smelling like fibs

She was a daughter, she was a cousin To some she was a loved one She had no idea that tonight was her last Cut to the club fitta shake that ass Every third minute a brother would ask For that dance, She would pass She had a violent past Tonight she wasn't trying to get caught up in the flash Spent a little cash Seen a couple friends, An hour or two passed She wasn't fitta stay late But that wasn't up to her, That was up to fate Three hours in she was feeling woozy Head hangin' heavy like Chuck D uzi Tried to make her way out of the door Tripped, slipped, fell and landed on the floor Body hit like a cannonball These aren't the ill effects of her Adderall Damn it y'all I think the girl got drugged She don't remember the rest until her body got drug Down a lengthy hallway similar to an old folks Home but there wasn't soul within a lengthy stroll She tried to scream as the carpet rug burned her Headed to the basement furnace burner She couldn't make out his face Covid mask with the baseball cap, skinny waste And as he tried to load her in She grabbed the shank off his belt and she jabbed it in him Fate Now she on the freeway, the signs weren't familiar Three hours from home but the girl was a killer She might've done dirt with the shady past Had a rap sheet be she ain't never killed that ass Blood on her clubwear, the girl still drowsy Putting two and two together with her baby maker pounding Call it rape, she couldn't avoid fate Probably should've stayed home but I ain't victim blaming Coulda been a murder victim burned to her core But she cut that old man dead on the floor Made it out alive, But it's a tragic deal Passed out on the freeway and she died behind the wheel Fate

My name is Scott, I put in work Trans Girls & Dwarfs, they off that drank and that perc (That's pimpin') My name is Scott, I put in work Trans Girls & Dwarfs, they off that drank and that perc (Special category) My name is Scott, I put in work Trans Girls & Dwarfs, they off that drank and that perc (Got that variety) My name is Scott, I put in work Trans Girls & Dwarfs, they off that drank and that perc (I'm very vary, I am very vary) We out in Paradise right now motherfucker (Dwarf-dwarf chicks) Y'all motherfuckers the type of motherfuckers to post a picture of your girl on Facebook talking about "She ain't a looker, but she a real one" "It's my face isn't it?" "Naw baby, it's the drugs why I can't cum" "What about you Scott?" I'm in a motherfucking dreamboat Covered in c-notes It's a cold world and I'm blanketed by my goddamn ego Yo, this rap shit like free throws to a Curry When I let the syllables scurry Uh-oh, wait up, don't worry Yeah, I woke up in jail, how I got there it's still kinda blurry I'll read the paperwork or some shit My name is Scott, I put in work Trans Girls & Dwarfs, they off that drank and that perc My name is Scott, I put in work Trans Girls & Dwarfs, they off that drank and that perc My name is Scott, I put in work Trans Girls & Dwarfs, they off that drank and that perc (That's pimpin') His name is Swift and when he's home alone He's still over there in the corner mumbling to himself and he coming off the dome You ain't never seen fools like us Dick Swift, Doctor Scott, we bust... Down doors with flows and floors Bringing you more shit that you're seeing Beating your high score Tilting that motherfucking pinball game called your brain Thinking that you tight you must be insane Trans Girls & Dwarfs, they off that drank and that perc Trans Girls & Dwarfs, Trans Girls & Dwarfs I knew this fine ass Dwarf Chick, looked like a machine gun I knew this fine ass Dwarf Chick, that also looked like a machine gun I knew this fine ass Trans Girl, name was Heather She could suck the past-life milk out of leather I knew this fine ass Trans Girl, her name was Susan Lazy as the fuck, I couldn't nut 'til she was snoozin' I knew this fine ass Dwarf Chick, her name was Lana Never happened but I used to dream about three-way wit' her mama I realize it's a rap song It's supposed to be all victories about, you know, these conquests All these women I've drilled But you know, every now and then you don't actually get to fuck the chick that you want So, that's a story about failure, right That's a story about... I wanted to have three-way with her mom but it didn't happen So, these are reality raps My name is Scott, I put in work Trans Girls & Dwarfs, they off that drank and that perc (She Four-foot-Two) My name is Scott, I put in work Trans Girls & Dwarfs, they off that drank and that perc (Dwarf-dwarf chicks) My name is Scott, I put in work Trans Girls & Dwarfs, they off that drank-drank (Special-special categories) My name is Scott, I put in work Trans Girls & Dwarfs, they off that drank and that perc My name is Scott, I put in work Trans Girls & Dwarfs, they off that drank and that perc (I'm very vary) My name is Scott, I put in work Trans Girls & Dwarfs, they off that drank and that perc (Back up vocals) My name is Scott, I put in work Trans Girls & Dwarfs I got nothing else to say though Flame-throw, every time I speak loud

Purple dank down in Bluebird Bay Fictional towns get created for the word play Correlation to a chipped-tooth white lady One vid, first week made $580 Tenderloin trans-hooker Rims on the whip sweet enough to fuck your blood sugar Balling out, Book the notaries Tear down the house like Sho Tanaka overseas (San Francisco) Malice like Baldwin with the ovaries Polishing to Alice from Dallas then I go to sleep (Fapping) Or maybe Jolly Trixie Neck like elixir when I tell the doc to fix me (Love that fucking neck) Can't forget Baby Thelma I be on her trail like I'm Velma '87 Def Leppard "Animal" on Ruth Pontico Japanese pro wres with the NicoNico Reps like I'm big Brian Cage out of Chico Lord like I'm Regal The rap Richard Greico Pico Fermi to the Bagel Had a roommate that would wake up with the kegels Did they work? Heck no Echo ("Is there anybody in here?") Hula hoop perimeter Bitter taste with the vinegar But the girl could grow a beard (That's the hottest) Morning wood late at night hella weird Sorta like Jimmy Chan jerking off to Iris Or maybe like Natalia be to Condorman, timeless Copulation with the corpulent Seat belt extender be the Christmas tree ornament I don't have to explain it, It's up to you to interpret I don't have to explain it, It's up to you to interpret I don't have to explain it, It's up to you to interpret Yeah Yo Eight-Eight-Twenty Two (8/8/22)

Yeah, I still think about how she looked in that motherfucking Trans-Am, you know what I'm saying Yo, I pulled up in a '84 beater with a heater With a dick about as long as a meter With about seven liters of my favorite beverage Pay me no severance I'mma be here forever kid Grown men don't follow Tik Tok They listen to hip hop and hang out with pick pockets I'm in Ybor City on a Saturday I'm in the middle of things like Jeff Saturday They found your mother buck naked, covered in marmalade I'm like "It wasn't me, I was touring in Adelaide" Always trying to blame a brother Trying to say that I'm her lover cuz I came on her covers "We cross referenced your DNA fingerprints" ("Pam, can you get me those results?") I'm burping rappers "We cross referenced your DNA fingerprints" ("Well, look, this is what we found...") I'm burping rappers "Well Mr. Winter, I'm very sorry to inform you, but..." I'm burpin' rappers I'm burping rappers "We've come to the conclusion that you are burping rappers" I'm burping rappers Burp burp Puncturing hoes Daily, hey baby bring me my clothes These right here look covered in ketchup Football footwork the reason I catch up I run a 4.3 like a college wide-out Visible as Cena when I cut the lights out Probably got you talking to the cops like right now By the time they hit the sirens I'll be vibin' at Mike's house Type of brother that'll put the data in the folders Made her main man blood splatter like I told her I'm burping rappers I'm burpin' rappers I'm burping rappers I'm burpin' rappers I'm burping rappers I'm burpin' rappers I'm burping rappers Rollin blunts by the beach, holding stunts by their love handles With some Jack Daniels Dress you up like a real pretty lady Have you tucking that freshman cock back Fuck these obstacles, calling audibles Motherfuck your follicles I'm not laughing I'm burping rappers (word to my kinfolk) I'm burping rappers (I'm at the Walmart in Dixon) Yo It don't take much for me to get that lust And then the next thing you know I got to grip it and thrust It was a foggy night, but it was still warm 95901 Full moon had me gripping my hatchet Read a story 'bout my last murder, trying to match it I ain't never been wrong Slap the piss up out a punk front of his kids and his mom (True story, you get no glory) Made your wife dump you cuz my bod had her buzzing Dropped her off at work and drove her car to go bang her cousin And all she ever do is bitch about the bills and the rent But I ain't there when she vent (that's your job) I'm there when she split Her motherfucking legs Fuckin' Eagle (that's my job) Double eagle Hole in one (Scott, you're so cerebral) Maybe Baby I'm burpin' rappers I'm burpin' rappers I'm burping rappers I'm burpin' rappers I'm burping rappers I'm burpin' rappers I'm burping rappers I'm burpin' rappers I'm burping rappers I'm burpin' rappers I'm burping rappers I'm burpin' rappers I'm burping rappers Yeah, so like, did I mean I'm your father And I'm burping you like a baby? Or did I mean that I ate some rappers And I'm burping rappers? Well....... Oh, thank you, thank you very much