Got a disease no chronic
Just so you know i’m on it
Taking shots, alcoholic
Sipping on gin, no tonic
Given a job, restock it
Rush that mission like sonic
Find that food, i’ll rob it
Never snitch on bro-bro
Keeping it one hunnit
Oops disappear like magic
Their bro start to panic
He trys to step to me
Nansen brake his teeth
How tragic
Girls be fishy like haddock
Hang your bit like a hammock
Get man handled like a faggot
Want that food man has it
Heard you had some too
So i tracked then span it
Like a wrestler
Pick up and slam it
Want it free i’ll crack it
On a madness like Sanic