P.S.A.

Apologize to the game, I missed the invitation Patience, sorry I was late I was baking, skating But I'm about to lambaste half your fanbase Castrate your stutter from raps DNA Dangerous, but to you I'm a stranger I'm the strangler Almost too late son, about to terminate Schwarzeneggar doing to nae-nae Its judgement day underway I'm just playing, it's all fun in games But it appears my ego is naked Mistaken, reawakened Work week starts on a Sunday We want that record deal meal ticket to the buffet Mother fucker we getting hungry And only for beef that Grade-A Fuck Charlemagne, your campaigns over M & M's taste great, Skittle teeth who you trying to elevate It's okay, it's all gravy Grab a Kleenex on my way to Old Navy Another PSA We could trip half the game and they'd still blame a shoelace They probably like who they But the name in they mouth like touché May we have your attention This shit can go two ways Prepare for Doomsday, grab a boogie board for the new wave Like bitch, hip hip hoo-ray Hip hip hip hip hoo-ray Yeah bitch hip hip hoo-ray, it's the new wave They think they running a game, I can give 'em some air quotes Speed limits placed on they leg bones, stripshow Let's see them bare bones Throwing thirty day old tomatoes at them and they plain hoe at they show Brand new lazy like same 'ole Outdated trapping like payphones Superman wouldn't use 'em to change clothes We can suit up, you can sit the down yo Bragging like the cake stole As if a fat kid sparing plates though Pray at home on Sunday cause the bank closed What the fuck does that even mean though Working too much but we don't care no Do whatever to take the pesos Even tell a gay joke? If it gets a chuckle out of Stamos Shit is all bueno Still hate all you fake hoes Marry the game what if she J Lo Scapegoat, collecting rings and some chains, dope Y'all can stay broke My cage broke The main goal Out your comprehension like the homie Plato I need more than rims covered in mustard and mayo Y'all should see what we make next with this Play-Doh We could trip half the game and they'd still blame a shoelace They probably like who they But the name in they mouth like touché May we have your attention This shit can go two ways Prepare for Doomsday, grab a boogie board for the new wave Like bitch, hip hip hoo-ray Hip hip hip hip hoo-ray Yeah bitch hip hip hoo-ray, it's the new wave