I have the biggest
spoon in all the land.
I use it for eating
cheese and liquorish
but never sand.

My spoon is so much bigger than yours
maybe you could use some Stridex for your pores.

Nigga, please. What the fuck?
This isn't the carnival.
My shit's in the bag, cotton candy son.

I smack all the bitches
with my pink lemonade cigar.
My smell is grotesque
from sittin' on the bus
but hell
you got the stuffs.

your manly man's hair is gettin' in my face
it smells like fear
down with your ears
and up with your tears

This. Is. The. End. Fucker.

Lyrics submitted by OCM

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