Hot Buttered Soul

[Verse 1: Mint Blizzard]
On your mark, ready, set, let's go
I willow in the pussy like a pussy willow
And I, and I, and I'm on the dance flo'
Got your fat dad lickin' on my elbows
And he, and he says it's the best
Makin' a mess, makin' amends
Fake incest, and I'm the best
Yeah, I rhymed best with best, I'm a fuckin' mess
Keep rhymin' shit that I already rhymed
Maybe it's time to wrap it up
Maybe this album is a case closed shut
'Cause it fuckin' sucks, and my music is unredeemable
Saw a black guy's ass, it was veiny and creamable
It was so veiny that it made my dick hard
I wanna guard his ass like my name's Asgard
But, but, it's just a pic on a screen
Can't fuck the black guy, put my dick in his spleen

[Chorus: Mint Blizzard]
Hot buttered soul
Hot buttered soul
Hot buttered soul
Hot buttered soul
Hot buttered soul
Hot buttered soul
Hot buttered soul
The fuck does that mean?

[Verse 2: Mint Blizzard]
I, I'm motherfuckin' stupid
I'm a dumb kike and I can't even do it
Can't make an album, can't go produce it
Can't go on SoundCloud, upload some new shit
If you're hearin' this, you're lucky
'Cause I got my ass stabbed bad by Chucky
He stabbed me in the face, and he said he's gonna fuck me
So I said to Chucky, "Go ahead and do it
Fuck me in the ass, maybe I'm on some new shit"
But he stabbed me with a dagger, man, you had your chance
But you had to just go and pull down my pants
Had to make me fucking cry while I'm on my knees and hands
Laugh like a little bastard, do your stupid fuckin' dance
That's why your little baby's a stupid fuckin' trans
Inbred like a mole rat from the Netherlands
See me cryin' on the floor, your little [?]
While you're not lookin', I'ma foil all your fuckin' plans

[Chorus: Mint Blizzard]
Hot buttered soul
Hot buttered soul
Hot buttered soul
Hot buttered soul
Hot buttered soul
Hot buttered soul
Hot buttered soul
The fuck does that mean?

[Verse 3: Yung Carrot]
I don't even fuckin' know
I got this bitch, suck on my toes
Pedos that I do expose
My nut goes straight up your nose
[?] great
Know the bank, it gotta stay
[?]
Hit a lick, sometimes I'm gay
[?] cells walkin' down the street
I ate some candy, now I am fuckin' tweaked
I think I got laced there, and now I got a streak
Every second day, you know I am getting geeked
Writing on a page, making fire with a stencil
Made your bitch bleed, but that shit was fuckin' menstrual
None of this happened, I am just fuckin' mental
Think I killed your children, but it was probably accidental

[Chorus: Mint Blizzard]
Hot buttered soul
Hot buttered soul
Hot buttered soul
Hot buttered soul
Hot buttered soul
Hot buttered soul
Hot buttered soul
The fuck does that mean?