I'm jubilant with a stupid grin. Your screw's loose where do you begin?. I call my dude and I tell him what room I'm in then moon him. From the window of the looney bin. He's fuming cause I'm really being rude again. I ruin my connection to my human kin. And so I'm movin' him to the kennel. Settle down with the goof troop. Snoop and it's juice and gin. Took my Tylenol. And took a violent fall. When I tried to crawl. Up the asylum wall. Watsky sippin' Carlo Rossi. All the foxy ladies I can drunk dial 'em all. Because I can be in seventeen places at once. While seventeen me's puff a hundred seventy blunts. And while I'm chiefin' in Dc with Eric Holder. I'm sharing marijuana with the mayor of Boulder. Colorado but the air is colder. When I'm in the south pole where the bears are polar. I crap on the critics who deny my place. Then wipe my ass with the fabric of time and space. No flex zone no flex zone. They know better they know better. No flex zone no flex zone. They know better they know better. I know the city it be full of crap. Plastic pretty women hear my knuckles crack. Out on Hollywood Boulevard poppin' those silicone humps. Like it was a roll of bubble wrap. I keep my fingernails sharp and my mind too. If the dog's gonna bark then I'll find you. But if you scratchin' on the bark of the wrong tree. And I reach you then I'll eat you I'm hungry. Cause I don't care if you're a sex machine. Little man move along to the next vagine. I can slide up in the west and I bless the scene the queen. Here to flex on the next regime my team. Is impeccable wrecking every consecutive sucker. That wanna step up and knock us off of the pedestal. You're pitiful lookin' just like the next goon. Put 'em all on a rocket to Neptune. No flex zone no flex zone. They know better they know better. No flex zone no flex zone. They know better they know better. Roll up to a tender bash. And you get whiplash like a ten car crash. With Kim Kardashian's ass get a flash. Of the passenger side of the Jaguar's dash. (I come through late like Dre with Detox. If these elite jocks I'll say we're ewoks). Chumps with wee caps pull up your knee socks. Then pump your Reeboks then jump the tree tops. (Skintone fair syndrome rare. The peasant isn't pleasant but the king don't care. Let them all call let my ringtone blare. While the beat bump bump like a ingrown hair. Bump bump like a ingrown bump like a ingrown. Bump bump bump like a ingrown hair. Cut through the jungle in the middle of nowhere. I'm steady with my machete I'm ready to go there). I be rubbin' my nipples givin' the public a sample. Of my ridiculous and my jiggly bubbly personality. Hit 'em with the fatality lickety-split. (A lot of petty people they don't get the simplest shit). They don't mean diddly squat do they? Now riddle me that. (We be the pitbulls nibble on these kittens and cats). Eat 'em like Kibbles 'n Bits leavin' them stiff on their back. Give them a wag of the finger never a tip of the cap. (We be the pick of the litter keepin' it mentally locked). I got a lot of opinions more than a centipede's socks. (And I open up the door when my enemy knocks). They're gonna be checkin' me then they're gonna be in the. Penalty box. (Lookin' a bit like a hockey player with a messed-up enamel). And I be clickin' the button for the Discovery Channel. Until I'm kickin' the bucket so kiss my butt I'm an animal. And I get more hump than a couple of camels. I. G. G. Y