Yo its Benji and Navel up in the studio
Dont tip my last domino when I bump ssssudio
Inspector Clousseau with the stereo like thor with a hammer throw and van gogh with a crossbow
You havent even found me, tall enough to pound me
But youll be astounded when you crown me the cannibal mound bee
Broken slit wrists with moonlit twist fists, the cyst lists exist, get it?
Malone alone in the dropzone with a broken earphone and a tombstone
Home grown bumping fishbone with a melted snow cone
I'm the anabolic alcoholic who likes paintings by Jackson Pollack and a flower frolic
Here lies that Benji bitch with the cockamamey concert pitch, and slimey snitch toggle switch
Fresher than a hard rock with a brand new tube sock that's comparable to a hot glock with the safety lock
And a feature from Nak
El, with the new shoe smell and a secret to tell about what Earl's tryna sell and his choice in hair gel
The suburban vernacular is spectacular but they need to read a jentacular
Smoke a pall mall under the disco ball with a ragdoll phone call from the comic con video haul
Swan song with a glass bong that shatters wrong when you hit the long gong
My verses are short, but mind is heavy like a new steel chevy and without a capital levy