I got everything I want yo totally
Amen uh huh so mote it be
Everything I need just floats to me
And I'm right where I'm supposed to be
I'm chosen g, I got no foes it's peace
Not afraid of the Bitchass hoe ass beast
Or uncle Sam claiming that I owe him fees
The sauced I'm lost in sourced locally

So close it be till it's burnt up
I'm with the gang and I'm turnt up
Got old hoes mad cause I curved 'em
And my mouth taste like girlcum
Not a care in the god damn world bruh
Not a worry or a year cause
I know it's some to learn from
We get what we deserve blood
And the good Lord gon' set all things right
Bringing earthquakes and y'all on thin ice
On these cracker-jacks so soft and white
Like a thief God gon' make off in the night
Big chop to my right bitch that's where my pay went
They say "give up, Schizo. Take meds."
Y'all so dry
These Tunes Oasis
God Love shouts out my friend, Bakelendt
Uh huh amen abracadabra
Spell casting zombie I am a cadaver
Nothing inside of the magickal hat cause
The muhfuckin rabbit abandoned. So tragic
But that shit's the past and I wish him the best
Just like all of my previous silly lil friends
I do not hold no malice, no ribbons, regrets
When you climb to the top some 'gon slip down the steps
It's whatevs
My ego big cause it can be
God Loves me and the devil can't stand me
Make lemonade with the lemons they hand me
Turn it into wine then I'll go and part the damn sea
Drip so hard so hard that it can't freeze
It's not soy sauce bitch it's brandy
I'm not ToyBokz I'm his shadowy otherworldly friend in his room that you can't see

Oh is that why you fucked up the soy sauce bad?
What do you mean I "fucked it up?"
Well.. soy sauce is full of salt so.. brandy will freeze before IT does.
Oh everybody get a load of this guy he thinks he's fuckin Jimmy neutron
Thinks he's fuckin bill nye the science guy
Captain science! Anybody needs some science, they go to him!

I got everything I want yo totally
Amen uh huh so mote it be
Everything I need just floats to me
And I'm right where I'm supposed to be
I'm chosen g, I got no foes it's peace
Not afraid of the Bitchass hoe ass beast
Or uncle Sam claiming that I owe him fees
And the sauced that I'm lost in is sourced locally
Bitch