Hi there neighbor
I hope you don’t mind if I change my shoes
I’ll be rocking sneakers till this battle’s over so I don’t get blood from your ugly face on my penny loafers. I like you just the way you are, one in a million, but it looks like the barber gave your head a brazillian. I pity your neck, Mr. Gold chains. You’ve got too many, the only gold I keep is on the shelf in my Emmys. I teach the whole world full of children. I can tell you call yourself T cause you’re too dumb to spell.
Watch what you say. Kids love me more than lunch. I’m not the one with my face on some whack Captain Crunch,When my plan comes together you won’t even see it coming. I’ll chop you into four black dudes and I’ll remake Cool Runnings. I’ll say this once, Laurence. I hope it’s understood, get right back in your van and get the hell outta my neighborhood. |