[Intro]

My name is Marsh and this world, I'm out of it (Out of it)

'Cause with all this A-B-C shit, I'm starting to sound like ALF a bit

Ha, I kill me, this medicine's counterfeit

I was misled by the sound of it, how am I gonna get turnt up on this Valium shit? (Yeah)

[Verse 1]

Checked in at the Royal Garden

To chill and avoid my problems

Until paranoia caused me

To feel like I'm going bonkers

For real, think my toilet's talkin'

I spilled like, like forty bottles

Of pills, think your boy is startin'

To feel like a spoiled carton of milk

'Cause it just occurred

My girl's cheatin', I'm kickin' that fucking bitch to the curb

But the word "fucking" ain't meant to be a descriptive word

The type of bitch she is, ain't no adjective, it's a verb

Ho thinks her snatch is magical

But that's how she attracts men, though

Traps 'em and attacks similar to an actual arachnid

Or a vaginal tarantula or black widow

In fact, it'll be nothin' to throw that lil' bitch with a capital B out the back window

Of the black Cadillac limo like a whack demo

What I'm strapped with'll spit rapid like a ratchet

A halfwit, I'll aim at, then I'll

Open fire, bitch, I can outrap Reynolds

A pad and pen'll be great, but a napkin'll do

Return of the wack sicko

Head spinnin' like Invisibl Skratch Piklz

Yeah, Shady's back, see the bat signal

It's time to go bat shit, like you accidentally ate a Louisville slugger and crapped it

I'd like to introduce myself

Hi there, bitch

[Chorus]

My name is Marsh and, I'm out this world (This world)

S on my chest (Superman) like it's plural (It's lit)

Call me extra, extraterrestrial

Extra, extra, extraterrestrial (Skrrt, yeah)

[Verse 2]

I could keep beefin', fuck is the point?

I could make it really difficult for motherfuckers to come to Detroit

If you're still looking for smoke, I already gave you an L

I'd rather just see you in Hell, but I should get Puff on the joint (Diddy)

Wait, run it back, I said give you an L, inhale

Puff on the joint, I am the blunt you avoid

Used to get jumped for my ProWings

When I was growing up they said a Slinky's a wonderful toy

My mother thought I was such a fun little boy

"Oh, what a bundle of joy"

Until the morning she suffered a punch in the groin

From a tantrum I was throwing

Like a motherfuckin' disgruntled employee

I don't cut the beat 'til I fuckin' destroy it

Once I get going, rain, thunder, it's storming

Puddles are forming, I hear somebody's voice

In my head, say it's still a dream

Then he said kill emcees

Trippie Redd, with pills and lean

Sipping meds in the limousine

Getting head, guillotine

[Chorus]

My name’s Marsh and, I'm out this world (This world)

S on my chest (Superman) like it's plural (It's lit)

Call me extra, extraterrestrial (Yeah)

Extra, extra, extraterrestrial

[Verse 3]

Yeah

So all of y'all can just suck a penis (Suck a penis)

I'll do the opposite (I'll do the opposite)

Eat you pussies like cunnilingus (Like cunnilingus)

There ain't no stoppin' it (There ain't no stoppin' it)

They say I'm such a genius (They say I'm such a genius)

When that Kamikaze hit (When that Kamikaze hit)

Now they call me "butterfingers" (They call me "butterfingers")

'Cause I just keep droppin' shit (I just keep droppin' shit)

You wanna butt heads? Shut up, Beavis, haha

I got your bitch with her butt out

I'm hittin' a lick 'cause she stickin' her tongue out (Bitch)

You got no hitters, you might be pitchin' a shut out

She 'bout to give up the dugout (Yeah)

I should just live in a nuthouse

Right now, I live in an igloo (Yeah)

And I'm not chillin' the fuck out

Treat you like a stepparent, does to a stepchild with red hair and

Plus I get dough like Ed Sheeran, so call me the ginger bread man

I'm a stan of Redman, X-Clan and I'm a Treach fan

But I look up to myself (Yeah)

Like a fucking headstand (Yeah)

So why, w-w-w-why else would I call myself an alien?

How could I hit a dry spell? (Yeah), I'm named after the wetlands

[Chorus]

I'm Marsh and, I'm out this world (This world)

S on my chest (Superman) like it's plural (It's lit)

Call me extra, extraterrestrial (Yeah)

My name is Marsh and, my name is, my name is

My name is Marsh