UM WOLF HALEY GOLF WANG I’m a fucking walking paradox No I’m not threesomes with a fucking triceratops Reptar rapping as I’m mocking deaf rock stars Wearing synthetic wigs made of Anwar’s dreadlocks Bedrock harder than a mother fucking Flinstone Making crack rocks out of pussy nigga fish bones (Haha) This nigga Jasper trying to get grown About five seven of his bitches in my bedroom Swallow the cinnamon I’m a scribble this sin and shit While Syd is telling me that she’s been getting intimate with men Syd shut the fuck up here’s the number to my therapist Tell him all your problems (SHIT) he’s fucking awesome with listening UM WOLF HALEY UM GOLF WANG UM WOLF HALEY GOLF Jesus called he said sick of the disses I told him to quit bitching this isn’t a fucking hotline For a fucking shrink sheesh I already got mine And he’s not fucking working I think I’m wasting my damn time I’m cocking three past six and going postal This the revenge of the dicks that’s nine cocks that cock nines This ain’t no V-Tech shit or Columbine But after bowling I went home for some damn Adventure Time WHAT’D YOU DO? I slipped myself some pink Zannies Danced around the house in all-over print panties My mom’s gone that fucking broad will never understand me I’m not gay I just want to boogie to some Marvin WHAT YOU THINK OF HALEY WILLIAMS? Fuck her Wolf Haley robbing them I’ll crash that fucking airplane that that faggot nigga BoB was in And stab Bruno Mars in his goddamn esophagus And won’t stop until the cops come in I’m a overachiever so how about I start a team of leaders And pick up Stevie Wonder to be the wide receiver Green paper gold teeth and pregnant gold retrievers All I want fuck money dimes and bitches don’t need them But where the fat ones at I got something to feed them And some cooking books the black kids never wanted to read them Snapback green Ch-ch-chia fucking leaves Been a couple months and Tina still ain’t perm her fucking weave Damn UM WOLF HALEY UM GOLF WANG UM WOLF HALEY GOLF WANG GODDAMN GOBLIN