Chorus: I am the best mess, man Even if I’ve gone mental I’ll roast you like a red tan You’ll shit yourself like a bedpan Whatever it was I said can just make your friend and you say, ‘I can’t comprehend that that motherfucker just said that’
Verse 1: I don’t swipe styles or bite rhymes I write lines I like fine, biters get copyright fines, that’s mine or stay in a box in a plot for all time I am ice cold and too hot to hold My fire will scorch those who might go try to mic control I know they’re too boastful You should be grateful to get a taste of what I made up I’m the greatest but my saying ‘made up’ you say it ain’t what it claims to be but it’s true straight up You’re now rocking with the, um, You just cannot rock You needs tons of gravel to stand up in my socks, the Grand Canyon’s not gargantuan enough
Verse 2: -Has that impatient inpatient been waiting? +No, I just gave him his medication -He needs to see a psychiatrist after all he is a mental patient +What is this metal casement? It’s attached inside his pant legging -Why didn’t you alert me? He could be an insurgent in Iraq’s insurgency or something I’m worried and nervous that he’ll pull a bomb out of his shoe heel and kill you and murder me +Hello hospital security, please come with help in a hurry there’s an emergency in room 203 -Good, I just put him to sleep
Verse 3: Got a problem with me, open your damn mouth or get gobbled by me Ya see my fangs now? I’ll Virginia Tech massacre you with a strap in your classroom at school You’re not understanding a damn thing about what Alex had to endure You ask for the truth but can’t handle the truth You fools have to nab it or you’ll throw a dang tantrum like you’re two, not just a tantrum but two Yeah dude we all had ‘em, it’s true but actually too it’s factual you throw ‘em like Sabathia threw I may or may not disappoint my listener but I really did not point my finger I didn’t say names or the boy’s initials
Chorus: I am the best mess, man Even if I’ve gone mental I’ll roast you like a red tan You’ll shit yourself like a bedpan Whatever it was I said can just make your friend and you say, ‘I can’t comprehend that that motherfucker just said that’
