I'll roll a model down a hill over broke bottles of coke products

If she don't swallow, and (?) till the bumper hit the throttle

While I'm tryna hit the pot holes, ill freaking take Madonna to Mcdonalds

Any (?) end up horizontal gett'n fondle, I don't cuddle, I don't coddle

Only motto that I follows any thing I drive, whether its a Navajo or a Tahoe

Its got a ho in it, nah ho, I don't got no freaking bronco

You looking for a buck, get a horse, fuck Tonto

I got a rusty Hondo with a bondo, and a box of condoms you little blond ho

Fuck me? fuck you too, like I'm at Bonnaroo booing Bono

And I ain't from this planet so nanu, nana, nanu

I'm untolerable, too volatile, screw it I don't got too make honor roll

To be on a roll, I don't know much, what I do know I do it pronto though

So knock it off, all these knock off me's, the last thing the world needs

Is another me, but if you think this is part 2 to recovery or love the way you lie part twelve

Or something heart felt, you bout to make a discovery, like you found Christopher Columbus' compass

And dumb it down for you dumb fucks, so suck it

I took your best punchline like a punch in the stomach

That punctured a lung punk and I'm still functioning from it

Chump it was nothing, now watch while I fuckin' one up it and toot my own horn

Once I think its something to trump it

And I don't need a fucking instrument to sound off, like the trunk of an elephant to triumphant

Return of the ether spitting retard, reborn, but chances of you having another re-birth, slim to none

Like a skinny Mother Theresa, give a fuck if its Easter, so kiss my keister