[Intro: Uncle Sam "Moe" Lester and Bill Loosensons]

Sam "Moe" Lester on the beat

*Anguished sounds of despair*

Oh my god, this is fucking ass

[Verse 1: Bill Loosensons]

Loosensons and Sam "Moe " Lester

The top two of lead ingesters

The screams in the back come from my cellar

I make racks like a bank teller

This song's like a fun festival

If I was a structure I’d be vestigial

If I was a chicken I'd be little

I do have bones and they are brittle

I'm ugly as fuck like Elon Musk

I’m sharp as fuck like an elephant tusk

I need four bottles of DayQuil to makе it through the day

I hate Asians like Andrеw Yang

No I don't, they are part of my gang

I need four bottles of NyQuil to make it through the night

[Verse 2: Uncle Sam "Moe" Lester]

Sam "Moe" Lester on the beat, I'm Mr. Beats His Meat

I love [?]

I wanted to play soccer, but I was missing a cleat

I ate the highlighter, my sister asked for the highlighter

So I had to f-f-fight her

But her dog stepped in, and her dog's a biter

My tummy is yellow on the inside, I pooped out plastic

My favorite game is MiSide, I can stretch, call me Mr. The A Mr. Elastic