I wanna kill you with a home appliance, that I got from Kohl's/ I've been practicing defiance but that's getting drone/ I'm gonna gouge my eyes out with a spork/ I knew the president in 84 he's still a dork/ I be that mother funker with the plunger/ dropping from the roof/ cape blowing in the wind, plus my shiny gold tooth/ ten cavities but I don't give a hoot/ y'all some studio gangsta's bragging bout the cash you don't have/ jacking beats off YouTube yah should've never skipped class/ to take a drag of that headache hash, sniffing Elmer's out a bag/ wasted all that whip cream just to crash/ I'm like a fat Elvis giving out Pontiac's/ thrusting my pelvis cos the ladies seem to love that/ I think I'm the greatest rapper ever, call me Vicky V/ heavy with the jazz like Dickie Green-leaf/ y'all looking like Steve Glans-berg, eating lunch alone/ principal got me crying put my mother on the phone/ snuffed a classmate cos he said he ain't like my poem/ I don't do well with criticism/ don't tell me how to rap you pansy/ you've been dead since the credits/ you gave birth to Bambi.