Once I Gave a Mouse a Cookie... Video (MV)

Somebody said I'd make a good villain
And I rap, so I suppose that I could get it
That ain't a fact though
Shit I ain't a rookie
But once I gave a mouse a cookie
He said I wouldn't last as a hood villain
Ain't that the truth
I don't even know the real meaning of the word boof
Cavity fillings my only silver tooth
I don't rock grills cuz they don't really appeal to me
Plus, I don't got money giving me the ability to get em
I don't make bread like celiacs
It's really wack
Man, I want some baby back ribs
Chili's
I can pay you back with this dick
Or a shady ass transaction

Or if we do it in the dark, that's a shady ass transaction
Or perhaps you'd rather have 59+10
21
That makes even less sense
But right now I'm testing the waters I've rested in for too long
That was when invested in my first bong
Before my interest in dudes with huge balls
Before I was used to abusing cooch raw
If it was domestic I'd probably be inside jail right now
You'd be getting battered, I would be striking out
I'd have no use left for my very clientele
I'd have a whole noose setup I might die through
Wow
My humor's too highbrow, unless you chilling in my circle
Only angry when I'm blue, that's why I paint the town purple
Now that I rock the glasses I might do blackface to look like Urkel
Got me saying
Did I do that
Well, not yet, but I ain't certain

It's like peeking out the curtain of a minstrel show
And I ain't tryna f*ck a bitch when her menstrual show
You bitches too afraid to get offensive satirically
It's a gift I have
You get defensive and tyrannical it's sad
And, incidentally, you cannot fathom why I gotta supersize lies like 90% the time
Boohoo, it's just the hoops I gotta shoot through
Try to block me, I'ma f*ck your ass with a pool cue
I get an excuse because I'm too cute, man
I use Fruity Loops because I'm Toucan Sam
I'll sit your ass down using two backhands
And get you so f*cking dazed you can barely stand, and
It ain't a phase, it's a whole life plan
And ain't shit that you says gonna get to me
I don't gang bang, I bang things
No clickety clack
No really, brother
I'm just tryna stick to these facts

It ain't a stutter f*cker, your lyrics are literally ass
And not the good kind, you're mainly just a smelly butt crack
Y foot finding a way inside of it, so do not look back
You'll probably be shook that I'm even deciding that I would do that
Cuz even Poseidon wouldn't of tried it
Or maybe he would've, I don't feel like doing research
Maybe I should've, now the answers black and white like tree birch
And now the meta's giving whiplash so bad that I might regurgitate
But you see me and don't think that he' learned a thing
Lowkey, I ain't
Used to be saint-like
Sort of
Now I just rape mics
Sort of
Sir, your profits have profits have tanked this quarter
Least I ain't disorderly
I do have disorders you will find normally
I ain't that special
I might be autistic, but I'm an intellectual
That's why when they talk like I'm little I interject them

Like, what the f*ck you expect me to do
Just sit here and let you speak all recklessly
Ooh, too bad
I'm done with all you're f*cking heckling, you rude old hags
With puss oozing from your two titties sagged
Who could imagine
I'd be rapping like this right now
I wasn't asking
Take your shitty comeback and pipe down
I use your shitty loose leaf as a cum rag to wipe down my used meat I was using to pipe your wife, ouch
I ain't gonna say sike
Did you notice she was out of your sight
That's because she was at my house
I got all the videos saved in iCloud
For real, I ain't even lying
Foreclosure