I'm driving to the burbs and before I [bad word] back 
I'm pulling in your driveway and I'm rolling front to back 
I'm shifting forward then reverse my car a bunch as if my [bad word] s a wiener getting y with your cul de sac 
LOLOLOL I'm from the avenue 
a rapping labradoodle half a wasp and half a jew 
If you's a Saturday cartoon I'll smack ya black and blue 
I'm actin ratchet with daffy duck and snackin on rabbit stew 
yabadadoo, I gotta lick my lips 
Smoke a bowl with yogi bear I'm stickin up your pic-a-nics 
All of this is in my head my magination's colorful 
Crayons on the brain I scribble silly [bad word] all on my skull 
Holy cow 
I don't think they're gonna hold me down 
I [bad word] you listen to the record in a theater with the Dolby Sound 
And I'm sipping on the coldest round 
with preppies and the goldie locks 
but I bet bunch a hunnits everybody's gonna scatter in a minute when the police knocks 
Like Sorry ocifer 
That getting sloshed occurred 
But rastas broke in and they made us all smoke lossa herb 
I'm sorry, honest abe, popo don't take me 'way 'way 
Cause if you ever try to lock me up I'm pleading cray cray 
And then they'll all say mayday! Mayday! Oh, what did we do? 
he be creepy giving me the heebee jeebies, he be hebrew 
he be robo, beep boop beep boop, please untie me! he's behind me! 
What's 50 grand to a [bad word] like me, can you please remind me?