Douchebags, Baby

[Intro: Rap Critic]
Yeah, uh

[Verse 1: Rap Critic, Kyle Kallgren]
Sleepin' with my own little Venus
But the modern version, with better features
Yeah, that's my Botticelli
You must be makin' a sandwich, 'Cause I know you're gettin' jelly, uh
She's my canvas and the easel is my wallet
So when I'm splashin' money on her, call me Jackson Pollock
I'm all about my cheddar and art, though
So it's Monet, Cash and Hoes, Jose Orozco
With my Rothkos and brothels, I'm surrounded by fair faces
'Cause I got more than Two Nudes Descending My Staircases
So don't disrespect; Think you're richer?
You wanna bet?
Well, that's a bet you're going to lose, Lautrec