I Hate My Ex-Wife

(Chortles)

You know, I haven't done any real good raps about my kids
Maybe that should change

(Chortles)

Alright, I got four boys, but I’ve already fuckin' made that noise
You already knew
I already knew
We already knew
God damn it, I just think that was
1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4
5, 6, 7
I want some more
And by some more I mean I wanna rap this shit all day
Even if I suck, God damn it, I'll be great, because I can rap and I can let it flow off the top of my dome
Even if I don’t know what I'm gonna say
And if I'm not gonna say anything that makes sense, well, then that would just be fucking dense
But if dense mеans it's growing bigger, yeah
Then I guеss that just means that I will reach the places that I wanna to go to and where do I want to go to?
Well, that's with you
And by you, I mean every fucking one
Except I get social anxiety in my bum
When I'm around too many people and that is weird
So, I don't think I want to go there, my dear
But, I don't want to be alone, either
Because being alone sucks worse than a beaver that got sucked into a vacuum hole
And then dropped off a cliff and I know that
Well, what’s a vacuum hole?
I don’t know, but I think I'm just gonna go forward
Like I say in every single fucking rap
Because this is the same motherfucking trap that I trapped you in eight years ago
When I was rapping about "Not A Sheep" being not a sheep in a sheep’s head
Or not in a sheep jumping over a fucking fence
And I dunno
But I'm not a sheep
I'm not a wolf
I'm not an amorphous blob
I don’t know what I am
I'm not a human
I'm not a robot, either
I don't even know
But I guess I'm a Jessica cleaver
And by Jessica cleaver, I mean that girl I mentioned in that other song
The one where something was wrong
Because I was stuttering and I wasn't making much sense
And god damn it, I'd better finish this fucking sentence
Before I start singing dense again
Because that's the insanity my friend
And it keeps coming back every single fucking time
Every single time I think I drop a new rhyme
Well, it's the same shit over and over again
And you know what? I still love it my friends
Because if I'm in love, then you are, too
And if we're all in love, well, then this is just a fucking zoo
And well, I'm kind of an animal

(Laughter)

I'm kind of an animal
But we've established it's not a sheep
But I may be a cow
Or a chameleon
Or even a snake
Or a badastrodan
An abadastr-dastrodan is a lastrodon: the mastadon that's in a thong
And he is circling around the triangular
Triangular
Angular
Sangular
Sanguinated
Exterminated
I dunno, but I'm just gonna flow
Let it out
And if I say that I'm gonna let it out
God damn it
It makes me wanna shout "again" again
Because I just fucked up this fucking rhyme my friends
And it was sounding really chill
It was sounding cool, but then I fucked up and that's just like school
You see, I went to class, but not all of the time
And even though I took notes, it didn't matter in the end, because I just forgot it again my friends
Just like I forgot what I said in this other bar
Inside of this song
Inside of this thing
Inside of this wrong
I dunno, but I guess I'm just absurd again
And if I'm absurd, when will it end?
I dunno, but maybe God does
Maybe He'll shoot me from his cloud up above and then I will be dead
(Chortles)
I'll be dead
And this is stupid
But it came out of my head
And out of my life
And out of my spine
And, well, I fucking hate my ex-wife
Yeah