Weener

[Intro: Moka Only]
Yes, yes I did
No
I am not
Not amused
As I open my page and write

[Verse 1: Moka Only]
Yeah, I lean, a little to the left fuck
That’s why my ass gets stuck
Stuck in limbo chin low looking fo’
A way out, ‘cause I’m way way out
Like there’s no way into this, and no end to this
I’ll just exist whether or not ya’
Even give half of a fuck my knocka
My mind spray just like Binaca
Need ya’ binocu-, ‘lars to spot the
Man overboard, man I’m overboard and bored with the scores of the ones who score
With the same old new shit, who’s it this week?
You ain’t got a clue how to do shit pipsqueak
Squeaky clean wit’ ya’ music let’s freak
Out, like inventive mothers
I’ma get you some incentive fuckers

[Chorus: Moka Only]
No title, there’s none like us
Some like this shit, some don’t like us
Some like shit that just don’t hype us
I guess, it takes all types ya’ know
Yeah, I guess, it takes all types ya’ know
Yeah, i-i-it takes all types ya’ know

[Verse 2: Moka Only]
Yo, throw sauce in the pan and let shit simmer
It’s raining like cats and dogs this winter
Lots of cats and dogs that’s in a
Motherfucking kennel, let’s act stupid
This ain’t a movement, this just music
I like Dipset but I don’t copy
I don’t cop shit but I own copies
Of shit that I cop that’s all too sloppy (yeah)
I like that shit, it’s ‘bout what I like
How’s ya’ eyesight you fucking weener?
‘Cause you can’t see me like there’s something in there
That’s your finger, please remove it
‘Cause I’m on the mic and I just don’t give two shits
About nobody but this cat, who’s this? Torch

[Chorus: Moka Only]
No title, there’s none like us
Some like this shit, and some don’t like us
Some like shit that just don’t hype us
I guess, it takes all types ya’ know
Yeah, I guess, it takes all types ya’ know
And uh, it t-takes all types ya’ know, uh huh
Yeah
All types ya’ know