nobody gonna tell me how to feel today
i'm feeling alright and i'm feeling alright and i'm feeling okay
and now i'm eating peanut butter & jelly sandwiches and thinking
and all night and forever more
all my girls' arses are edible in denim shorts
got old bitches on menopause so you never pause
paler than a dead man's corpse
it's impossible to lock me in
are you with me in this r-rated movie
getting catered to by a half-naked cutie
'cause you're better off tryna squeeze water from a rock
i'm often working with holes in my socks
rock and roll locks but it's all in knots
i'll be on the floor pouring shots
playing 36 chambers until your neighbours call the cops
and they play me on the radio already
can you taste me fellatio
i'm rich and handsome like richard branson
but i'm only rich in talent so i stick to rapping
had a piggy bank i had to stick my hand in
smoke purple haze 'til they think i'm the phantom
this is the anthem for summertime unwinding
it's all thanks to my mum's ironing
out here earning my stripes like i'm umpiring
fan base grabber with the camp male manner
no cracker like a damn frail nanna
don't forget the stamp on my fanmail package
tryna to get my name on the fantale wrapper
i create a buzz around here
you can get a woody when you see me