Don't believe everything ya read, cuz life aint fair.
If the wicked never rest, why'm I chillin in this lawn chair?
Beachside, next to an Italian chick with blonde hair?
Don't matter the color of the broad's downstairs.
T virus infection son, I'm out for brains.
Not a cloud in sight but she's about feel rain.
My mind is full gone when I feel a sharp pain.
Not going into detail, nah, I must refrain.
Oh shit son, looks like I forgot again.
Not to go ****in around with bomb ass Tarkatakans.
I take off fast, as fast as I can.
A dream in my heart and my dick in my hand.
I go to my boy Sektor, "Son help, what can you do!?"
"I'll fix ya right up boy, with some duct tape & Gorilla glue"
"Nah son, I aint feelin that my dude!"
"We don't have time, 24 seconds left! 23, 22!"
Hours go by, I feel I got smacked by a rock.
My dick is covered up by a dirty old sock.
"Take it off son, you're in for a shock!"
Took it off to see my new Robo-Cawk.
"You did it mah bro, now I'm a true beleiva"
"I can **** with speed and strength of a cheetah!"
"Whatcha gunna do first with your new robo weina?"
"Bout to go on a date with a chick named Mileena!"