[Intro]
So many good reviews off of !@&!

I celebrated, getting !@(#d by my pastor
Now he's in a plastic, on the kitchen table
Near a bowl of Lucky Charms and the newest Thrasher


[Verse 1]
When I say Wolf Gang, you say $#&@ that

Room full of wolves, inhalers and used blunt wraps
Fingers in the middle of (*##$es bodacious butt cracks
Enough $#&@ing atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

Um, that's not a potato, give me my gun back
Before I blast bigger than pimples on Big Pun's back
Black fat (*##$es was washin' on my dishes

And using my large stick on her lips like my###'s chapped
I love jews but I hate !@$)gots
And (*##$es who be nagging about me taking the trash out

I got a $#&@in' can of whoop $$#, who wants to pack it
Going ape %#@! in the newest bape straight jacket
With six dicks of chap stick, sticking in my black lips

Six sippie cups full of sick %#@! enhancements
Wolf Gang spit right
Ain't been this much $#&@in' crack rock music since free way had flip side

So get low, lower than a ditch
I'm with some !@$!ed (*##$, hoping she know how to kiss low
They know, I'm the clinic's aid and I'm sick

So they clap for me kinda like a herpe on the lip
With some tutor (*##$, tryna tickle wetback hooter this
(*##$ acting I still did not know with it

Until I put this @@#! on, the end of !@$%oris
$#&@ing this game I used this %#@! as spit as lubricant
So who you with? (Umm, $#&@)

I got this $#&@in' gun, you better say yes you stupid (*##$
Before you lose your wrist and rich make you do some dick
I'm $#&@ing crazy, well I guess I am if these shoes will fit

$#&@ the Key club, they wanna ban 'em
I got $#&@ing fans from Compton to Montana
To Indiana, where deaf dwarfs still don't understand 'em

Because yelling at midgets is like me beefing with Brandon ($#&@ him)
Stomp 'em out, with these crab $$# Nikes
Make it look like some slob, scribbled all on his white Tee

Invite me, come on, you got a better chance to getting Shake
My dad and Earl's mother$#&@in' momma to like me ((*##$)
Animals is farming you, patrick this is barnacles

Said he gave Ace a spongejob at the carnival
And Spongebob got his head knocked from the piss that Ace got
^!$$%'s soft as baby @@#! and the cotton swab


[Verse 2]
This that $#&@ music, put your %#@! and $#&@ to it

Shouldn't give one when your bumping in the trunk to it
Grab a couple gats, stuff 'em in your backpack
For show and tell day screamin' ?$#&@ students?

Locate the (*##$ that didn't wanna give you kiss
Then get her tits, then use your fists to add a couple loves to it
Shoot the faculty for taking hats, you stupid butts

Skip the music teacher and the janitor you real cool with
Continue this procedure until lunch is through with
Go home out the back like a scared student

Keep a low pro, until you on your block
Then you just make it home in time for new news brief at 2ish
Stuck at all this bible study, %#@! is not fun

Me and wolf gang go jump nuns for hot fun
Playing with the bell when shots heard, and cops come
But I'm still punchin' this (*##$ out, I'm not done

Sittin' in my room masturbating
Truthful, these lyrics are relating like my dad did
I make music for teenagers and bad $$# kids

!@&! touched more boys than your local church did
Killing these ^!$$%s off quick
Don't believe then watch me empty out a full clip

Trigger being pulled, !@$@s in a ditch
That wasn't bullets, that was copies of !@&! you (*##$