Brown Man With A Plan

[Intro: The Bagel, MC Churro, King Skittle]
And that’s about when she took the kids and half my
Bank account, and that’s why I’m financially dependent on Evon now
Oh that’s cool bro
Because I used to be-
Guys shut up we need to start the song
Oh nah keep going bro
I was telling him about my kids man
Okay, we don’t care, Karan has to record the song
Oh nah it’s cool
It’s the first song
Aight aight shut up shut up
*Aight Karan spit it*
This bout to be uh super fire, let’s go

[Verse 1: The Bagel]
There once was a brown man with a plan
This complex plan involved getting out of a giant trash can
He got out of the trash and quickly headed west
He knew what he was doing, he was not at all stressed
He met many different people of all kinds of races
Some wore glasses and some of them wore braces
The man saw a giant giraffe stampede
But it was not actually real, he was just high on weed

[Verse 2: The Bagel]
The weed did not phase him, for the man was very cunning
He knew that eventually, his plan would be up and running
The brown man opened up a restaurant, the best in the city
But he accidentally served human flesh, it wasn’t very pretty
He was arrested for murder among other charges
Whether he did or not, he would be given a trial regardless
It was the trial of the century, that’s what people called it
He put on a glove, but the glove didn’t fit
This is not about OJ Simpson, despite the last rhyme
I just happen to make references to stuff like that all the time
I won’t make any more of those jokes, I apologize for my behavior
I apologize on behalf of Jesus Christ, our Lord, and savior

[Verse 3: The Bagel]
The brown man was found not guilty, he got to walk free
He bought some bottles of beer, not two but three
The brown man drank all the beer and got drunk as hell
He got so drunk, he fell down a stairwell
The brown man decided that as a person, he would grow
He invested in stocks and made some real dough
The brown man used his money wisely and got back on track
Nah I’m just kidding, he spent it all on crack

[Verse 4: The Bagel]
The cops finally found him, looking for his drugs
The brown man pulled out his gun and said, “Get out of here skrubs!”
He blew up a train, distracting the police
He couldn’t afford a horse, so he rode away on geese
The brown man found a recording studio, he knew what he had to do
He was about to record an album, so he called up his crew
They sat around together, discussing some ideas
They ended up buying a couch from Ikea
They finished writing their songs, with everything ready to go
They had some dope lyrics and a hella dope flow
They recorded a bunch of songs, it was super hot
“This album will be fire,” the brown man thought