Sick Days

[Verse]
Mixtape full of clickbait
It's just a list of celebrities over 6'8"
Producers hate him, want him ix-nayed
I've got more flows than company-paid sick days
Uhh, use 'em or lose 'em
Loops? He can choose 'em
Hopes nobody sues him
Doesn't hold grudges even if you poo pooed him
Pull up puffing on a stogie like Duke Nukem
Jackie Moon how I'm coming for jejunums
Goal twofold: entertain 'em and confuse 'em
Like an optical illusion
I get 'em jumping to my comical conclusions
Loose change in a tight grip
I'm writing this on the couch watching White Chicks;
I still love that movie
Bumping yacht rock with my brothers puffing doobies
The point of life still eludes me;
The type of nihilistic that considers that a cool thing
The drums go how the mood swing
And they fit everything that the dude sings