See, I just pop in from time to time to remind you I′m better

See, you don't wanna hang around a

Trap too long when it feels like a set-upYeah, everybody′s on the edge, but the mask look sharp like Shredder

All I do is rap about rap, yeah, the shit's so meta

Okay, now when I was still a kid (yeah)

They gave me a job at a dealership (ayy)

Now, I don't know shit about cars

But I played Castlevania, bitch, I could really whip, yeah (vroom)

The boss said that I should be diligent

Start from the bottom and just get the feel of it

I spent the summer just feeling sick

Handing out flyers, and wearing this giant gorilla head

I should have really quit

Told him I thought it was made from asbestos

He told me it′s best to just deal with it

Told me to scare little kids and just growl at ′em

Basically told me to chill in it (rargh)

He told me that I was a gun, but he fired me (pew)

I ricocheted back entirely

Shot through the window and killed the prick

Dead in a wheelie bin, man

I'm so villainous, cooler than the other side of a pillow mint

Got an eight-ball in my pocket like billiards

Got a new job killing off my affiliates (yeah, yeah, yeah)

I got a bunch of detectives all baffled in

Front of a map with a hundred thumb tacks in it

Bumping my rap sheet to study the patterns

To figure how long ′til I kill again (huh?)

Pshh, just stop, you ain't got bars strong enough

I got all the keys, try lock me up

I′m a killer free when I'm off the cuff (okay)

Fuck cops, go and pick another bottle up

Got ′em pouring whiskey in their coffee cups, mug shots

All you rappers, too subpar (yes)

I oughta smash you like stunt cars (right)

Got a golden axe in my glove box (okay), nah

I'm talkin' smack, call the drug squad (oh)

But this whole field is my front yard (right)

Bruh, I′m the Victa, you′re cut grass (good)

See the shiv working like shift work

I put holes in you like punch cards

Phew, man, I talk a lot of hate

Maybe I should guzzle paint, yeah, get some color on my face, yeah

I been stuck inside all day, but tell my mama that I'm great, yeah

All I wanna do is win Ma

But Little Nicky′s not a Saint (yeah, yeah, yeah)

I been lonely through the winter, maybe we could have a date? (Date)

I could call ya? I could ring ya?

I could pick you up at eight? Yeah (okay)

We can eat a bunch of popcorn while we watch a couple rom-coms

Start a fire, put some logs on, then get inside ya like a Tauntaun

Jon Snow with a crossbow in a poncho

Hunting for a cheap meal in a Costco

Oh my God mode, 'bout to hit ′em with a combo

But I got no time for ya, 'cause my watch broke

On my wrist, I should get it fixed

But I′m not though, said it's 4:20 all the—wait

4:20 all the time if you want smoke, 24-7 tryna lie but the club don't

Said I′m normally kinda blunt

Better not choke, get a bong ready, got a lot for the chop bowl

Man, I already put the pot in the pot roast

Never talk to me like a bud when you′re not dope

Haven't bought any?

Smoke a cock to the cockroach

I′ma scorch every joint I got into charcoal

Don't, don′t bug me, I just get way too comfy

I don't get rusty, trust me

I don′t get rusty, if you wanna see me rust, please

You'll have to 1v1 me, pog, don't try sneak diss me though

I′m way too jumpy, I get more nice when I get grumpy, God

Everybody′s way too hostile, in a modern life like Rocko

You want the bottom line

Now your arse got a barcode in the bathtub with a mask and a bathrobe

Nowadays, we play the game too hard mode

Nowadays, we play the game too Dark Souls

All up in your timeline like Donnie Darko

Let me be frank, little bunny, I'm an arsehole

I′ma send shots 'til the bars closed

(Bang) I gotta punch line for your system

Not the kind that you sniffed up when you

Punch lines like a fist bump for your nostrils

You′re not woke, you're just on coke

I′m not a narco, but I'm narcoleptic

Walk around in the same dream that I slept in

Don't wake me up, I′m way too hectic