Lyrics:
Don't quit ya day job gay bob
Cavity, actually can't pop
Challenger, bad way to take off
Surefire way to get ya front door taped off BITCH
Don't quit ya day job gay bob
Cavity, actually can't pop
Challenger, bad way to take off
Surefire way to get ya front door taped off BITCH
Built from the hands that I don't hold out
But who the fuck cares when you got no clout
Not a dope bar coming out yo mouth
So ya notepad got spiderwebs, No Doubt
Rounds to ya soul but its no Rollbounce
You just a bit of a clone and you stole yo sound
And so loud, it's haneous proclaiming you profound
Walmart the only time only time you seeing a sold out
Lyrically you n***as doodie yuh
Put me out like a roofie huh
Tim allen with the toolie yuh
Rappers karakuri, I control the movie
Heavy flows sounding like the anthem of a capper
I go nuts like Goldust, ya dreams getting shattered
Attend the funeral service saying sorry for the splatter
Where ya bars at? you can't even call yourself a rapper

[Aside]
This is the starting of a new subgenre of rap I created, using the song I released with Kez. This is ACTUALLY the true version of the song before adding the feature on the back end. Enjoy this weird creation.

P.S. I am gay, henceforth gaybob