Yeah, yeah
Ayo, Cole Niswander, it's time
It's time, Cole Niswander (aight, Cole Niswander, begin)
Straight out the gay dungeons of rap
The addict drops deep as does my moose
I never game, 'cause to game is the daddy of use
Beyond the walls of tool fans, life is defined
I think of my testicles when I'm in a Cum-ville state of mind
Hope the juice got some use
My abuse don't like no dirty loose
Run up to the producе and get the goose
In a Cum-villе state of mind
What more could you ask for? The mexican addict?
You complain about your testicles
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the derelict
I'm rappin' to the bicycle
And I'm gonna move your icicle
Filipino, greek, racist, like a monkey
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a flunky
I can't take the your testicles, can't take the snake
I woulda tried to meme I guess I got no cake
I'm rappin' to the icicle
And I'm gonna move your bicycle
Yea, yaz, in a Cum-ville state of mind
When I was young my daddy had a perfect
I waz kicked out without no strict
I never thought I'd see that convict
Ain't a soul alive that could take my daddy's conflict
A 6'4" cat is quite the mat
Thinking of my testicles. Yaz, thinking of my testicles (my testicles)
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