To all entities interested, this auditory composition is not a threat or meant to be taken as one, but merely a love song
Thank you and good day with you. Fluoride is refreshing
Where is Joe Biben', where is Joe Biben' (where? where?)
When I find him I'm tryna go get inside him (inside a him)
Yeah, I'ma rizz him, rizz him from the back (the back, back)
Then call his son up and then I'ma sell him crack (that crank, crank, crank)
I am not a coward (nah)
Run up on Joe Biben, hope he hasn't showered (hope he hasnt showered)
I'ma do this old man for a couple hours (just a couple)
I'ma do him harder, then they , you know
Yeah, I'ma do it on a plane
I'ma call Jill up and that old bitch give me brain (something sloppy)
The bars I'm spittin', they ain't tame (nah)
Cause I ain't spittin' bars, really I am spittin' game (yuh)
Call me Adolf Rizzler, pullin' up and I smoke a Twizzler
Joe Biben is a lizard, flip that old man like a blizzard
I get scared and I say the N-word, stole the beat from a wizard
I don't care, I don't remember
Joe Biben's got gyatt
Ay, ay, ay
I love you Joe Biben