
[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