Look, for contrasts with a pair of pics
A thousand words, yet none of them feel perfect
You looking like you know that ish ain't worth it

Like Fluttershy's low self-esteem, just worthless
However, now or never, think I'll learn from it
And I would be the first to just rehearse the verse, work with it

And did you find me out or in the blue
That I catch facts in ball caps with no glove, throw it back
Without no clue, I wonder how I do

That I'm humble though I wonder if my designation's due
It's true, haha
But I hope you know I wouldn't be here without you

Perfectionism feeling like a curse
You never settle contradictions that would just inert
So sentimental, with all these comments I insert

Despite of stupid sexy Rarity, looking at the..worst
Possible things comes destruction
My mind's set me back in time, I am self-reluctant

Dropping on this beat to make your head and shoulders nudging
Hoping that I pick my slack, cause I can't take the grudging
And Pinkie Pie just wouldn't lie although she'd cake the fudging

Why? I can't explain but I, want that cupcake...In my eye
Reminds me, when Zecora blurts a myth
That Rainbow Dash as sexy as she's swift, And all them stallions

Working on and lurk to See her twerk, then get a lift
If it fits...I do not even care because
If I'm my OC, Applejack is who I'd..flirt..with..legit

My only problem exists
Though I'm contradicting over Dashie's @@#!iness, I swear
Put your hooves there, and raise it up, and just

Party like it's hard like Pinkie had the cider in her cup
Haven't seen that episode, I wouldn't say much
But even if I had a clue, it would be diamond in the rough.

But look, forget the fame and all the hype V
I just wanna know if twilight would ever like me
Though it really seems unlikely,

gotta make believe in thyself, just slightly
Magic puns, feeling enticing,
and when will Applejack will cut her applestand pricing

I'm only trying buy some fritters, yet she mesmerize me
By waving with her rope so then she hopes it's spellbinding
Innuendos good timing

While I'm at it I should clop, don't stop for you to smite me
Morals, metaphors, and similes combining
So you can see my feel, just like the bats flying blindly.