Check my huge male reproductive organ, like a stalk, your man Celery

Four letter word that you choke on at the spelling bee

I’m a underground demon, got a sack full of hella’ beats

Your rhymes ain’t ****, that’s just how they smell to me

I spread you open like goatse cuz I’m a gross G

Push in my post G, I’m a parasite, now you host me

I’m gonna sew seed, fill you like a moat see?

nice and toasty, like up in your mama’s roast beef

Speaking of your mama, she ever get out the tub?

I saw the **** covered in **** and I thought you gave her a hug

I’d say clean her bum up, but you’d use your tongue to scrub

If you ever worked your way down from munchin’ on her rug

And I heard you like to party, but without any women

Just you and three old dudes, your lips puckered up like a lemon

Busy suckin’ those male reproductive organs cuz your so damn feminine

taking shots to the face like your name was Richard Simmons