[Verse 1: Mavy]
Yo, I'm the red apple and you're just a blind man
Worm infested, no, not my apple, check the fuckin brain scan
Even if you tried, you wouldn't understand this
So stand up to take a piss, and get a fuckin game plan
Born in '97, sent to replace 2Pac Shakur
Better not fuck around or you gonna get skewered
Chicken shish kabobs, ya, on the barbeque
I'll find your girlfriend, screw her, then throw her in the sewer
Ya, I'm crooked like a little gay kid's handwriting
At least thats what your bitch said after she finally stopped biting
No need to piss your pants and shit
If this shit's too scandalous, I'm sorry you can't handle it
Maybe we should open a bottle of wine and get some candles lit?
Nah, just can it bitch and quit being such an analyst
If your worlds not on discovery, then change the channel bitch
I got swag like an enchanted meandering meadow prancer
If you need me, find me in the treetops, Jackin the beanstock
Suck my everlasting gobstopper bitch, call me Willy Wanker