hop-hopology misogynous, my ginzu's fitted polished tip
will author sodomy, till ya spinal column's offed and clipped
watch in the metropolis, no one is sane but the most solemnest
no pain, problem solvers wit, varicose veins grip the martyr's pen
fuckin rare....when ya'll can't nod ya head and bob to this
knowledge filled, college kids, talk shit but they innocuous
stop it Nim, they cliques soft...like some cuddle bears
they can't take this shit...spit rhymes into the funnel chair
ya'll all unprepared, like all parents were fo' text sex
spit sick, you next best, like Olympics is to X Fest
rip swift, so catch breaths, like the obese kids up in Gym Class
all these Dicks'll get Butkus, so like Bruno they a kiss ass
judo when I kick back, relax, put on some Craig David
this guy in skinny jeans, drinkin wine gettin his chest shaven
I'm Wes Craven, but I'm the dream and you a "nightmare"
that means you can't hang with the "Penn" yo it's quite clear
last line is a UFC reference
