(+) Tone Deaf
Yeah I'm sorry
What did you say?
Oh I can't hear you
I have an ear infucktion
And I cunt finger it out yeah
Yeah
It's my alter ego's fault
These evil thoughts could be so dark
Cerebral palsy three Zolofts
I eat doze off to Rico Suave
Cadillac with a ladder rack in the back
With a cracked axel a backpack full of Paxil
A black satchel
A knapsack and a flask full
Of 'gnac and Jack Daniels
Girl let's go back back to my castle
I don't wanna hassle you Alexandra
But my dick's an acronym
'Cause it stands for you
Wait Alexandra who?
All I know is Friday I met you
Saturday I'll probably forget you
Guess that's what the Molly and ex do
Cause who the fuck am I laying next to?
But evеr since D Nice To Tha Rescuе
Fila Fresh Crew
I been a lab rat from a test tube
I'm goin' in nn like the red roof
You don't like it
Eat a cock 'til your jaw breaks
Call it caught between
A rock and a hard place
Like a sasquatch in a crawlspace
'Cause you're watchin' your
Heart race like you're Scarface
In a car chase with the cops or an arcade
Stuck inside of a Mario
Kart race duckin' saw blades
At a stop and a start pace
What I'm tryin' to say is
I'm drivin' 'em all crazy
I can't understand a word you say
I think this way I prefer to stay
I won't stop even when my hair turns grey
Cause they won't stop until they cancel me
I see the rap game then attack the verses
Turn into a graveyard packed with hearses
Just like your funeral I'm at your service
Pockets 'on stuff' like a taxidermist
Just landed in Los Angeles when this
Chick Angela and her grandmother in a tan
Colored van pull up with a handful of Xans
And a substantial amount of
Gan' just to ask what my
Plans for the night are
I said Sneak into the Sleep Inn for
The weekend and pretend it's a five star yeah
Or leap into the deep end of the pool
I can show you where the dives are ha
We don't even gotta drive far
I know this spot that is so live
But I'm tryna get some head first
Like a nosedive
So many side chicks
Can't decide which to slide
With and which should I ditch
So when it comes to ass bitch
I get behind like the Heimlich
Had one chick who liked to flip
Sometimes on some switchin' sides shit
Pushed her out the Sidekick
Then I flipped the lil' white
Bitch off like a light switch
It's okay not to like my shit
Everything's fine drink your wine bitch
And get offline quit whinin'
This is just a rhyme bitch
But ask me will I stick
To my guns like adhesive tape?
Does Bill Cosby sedate once
He treats to cheesecake and a decent steak?
You think gettin' rid
Of me's a piece of cake?
I'm harder than
Findin' harvey Weinstein a date
And that's why they say I got
More lines than Black Friday
So save that sssshit for the damn library
You heard of Kris Kristofferson?
Well I am Piss Pissedofferson
Paul's askin' for Christmas off again
I said No then I spit this song for him
It goes
I can't understand a word you say
I think this way I prefer to stay
I won't stop even when my hair turns grey
Cause they won't stop until they cancel me
Bitch I can make orange rhyme with banana
Bornana
Eating pork rinds sword fightin' in pajamas
At the crib playin' fortnite with your grandma
But I'm more like a four five with the grammar
'Bout to show you why your five
Favorite rappers can't touch this
But before I get the hammer
I should warn you
I'm Thor like in this manner
But the day I lose
Sleep over you critiquin' me or
I ever let you cocksuckers eat at me
I'd need to be a motherfuckin' pizzeria
But you ain't gettin' no cheese from me
I went from Little Caesars
BLTses grilled cheeses
Bein' dirt poor
To filthy rich I'm still me bitch
Like a realtor that's real tea bitch
Aftermath bitch whole camp's lit
We put out fire Dre stamps it
With my cohorts hit a bogart
Yeah got your whole squad yellin' oh God
Here comes Barshall with no holds barred
Bitch I'm a hurricane you're a blowhard
Like your old broad she full of semen
Like the coast guard
And life's been pretty good to me so far
For the most part
Had a couple of run ins with po po caught
A couple assault charges
Got a few priors like crowbars
Which is so odd 'cause I'm forty eight now
That 5 0's startin' to creep
Up on me like a patrol car
I'll be an old fart
But you don't want no part
So bitch don't start
Simmer down compose yourself Mozart
I ain't went nowhere call me coleslaw
'Cause I'm out for the cabbage and I'm so raw
And if time is money you have no clocks
And any folk caught within
Close proximity's gettin' cold cocked
My enemies I'm a chimney give me
the smoke opps
And R I P to King Von
And it don't stop and I know not
What the fuck you say? I told y'all
It ain't me it's my alter ego's fault
But if y'all wanna cancel me no prob
I'll tell you the same thing I told Paul
I can't understand a word you say
I think this way I prefer to stay
I won't stop even when my hair turns grey
Cause they won't stop until they cancel me