[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Bad day with my [bad word]  Negativity on my phone is ridiculous
Limo shine up on the real Tech N9ne
They talkin' 'bout I'm the sickness [bad word]  at that [bad word] so vicious
 Get up out of my bed, I'm sick of feelin' restricted
Fans sayin' I switched
They can tell I was hurt by lookin' at my Twit pic
Got a call from Stevie, y'all know his steezie
 Said he's 'bout [bad word] to KC, wanna have a get together, that's easy
Got a little Cabo Wabo, some biz and Cîroc, yo
They wanna have it at my house, is there room for Frizz and Picasso?
 [bad word] [bad word] on down
Told Makzilla be done on rounds, we gotta get more liquor, spread the fun around
We 'bout to kick it with family, put the gun on down [bad word]  I ain't kicked it in eons
'Bout to be cooler than Freon
Got another call from my homeboy in Denver, named Dion
 He just pulled into KC sayin' he's double fisted, with bottles
 I told him I was on liquor duty and ?Stone'em? was on models
All of my niggas ready for action
When I woke, I don't remember this crashin'
 I can try and tell you in the next verse
 But I don't really know what happened...

 [Hook: MAYDAY]
It's just a blur, blur, blur
 The whole thing's just a blur, blur, blur
 It's just a blur, blur, blur
 The whole thing's just a blur, blur, blur
 The whole thing's just a blur

 [Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Woke up, got sick, ain't nobody sleepin' in my [bad word]  Looked in the mirror, that's [bad word] up
 Because busted is my top lip
Real busted, real puffy, like a [bad word] punched me the [bad word] out
I don't smoke by my mouth taste like big ______ like my [bad word] Yukmouth
 I think I remember two chicks, one thick, another was a toothpick
I think I was takin' shots with 'em, of Patrón, I don't do this
KC Teas, ghetto suds, talkin' to the chick with ghetto butts
 She was trippin' when another beautiful widow cut
 In front of me when she was talkin', I said "Oh, [bad word] "
Everybody keep sayin'
 But I don't remember even seein'
 But I heard if you really wanna please
 Put one, two, and maybe three
Glimpses of a house full of [bad word] and dancin'
 And some losin' their pants, romancin' each other
 And eating each other, and beating these brotha's
 My publicist almost stuck a [bad word]  Cause she punched my [bad word] with her [bad word] fist
 But he kicked her out, instead
 ???
 Then somehow when I touched her
 My lip hit her big head

 [Hook]

 [Tech N9ne]
 Scenario, what happened?
 That [bad word] keep laughin', cause he made all the drinks potent
 My lip is [bad word]  I'm not jokin'
 Said she's made up with hips out, she 'bout 5'1", [bad word] pretty, but Cripped out
 Said she got a little [bad word]  called me a demon and I flipped out
 Said her body was boozed up and her earlobes had a few cuts
 I told him I don't hit women, I don't do stuff
 I came downstairs, all my niggas still sprawled out
The makings of Caribou Lou, now there's a loose [bad word] 
 [MAYDAY]
The night was going perfectly, all seemed well
 I woke up in the darkness dizzy, feelin' like [bad word]  I don't feel like myself, oh no
 I've never ever felt this way before in so long
 It's just a blur

 (Voice recording of a girl looking for her purse)

 [Hook]