Verse 1: Go in my interview hearing empty meddled laughter, In my hip hop threads seeing the executive as an entry-level rapper. Imported flows, my resume says I've done assorted shows, For distorted folks, the other dudes on the bill were sorta dope. He smoked stogies out his restroom had snapple spiggets. The bamboozled type, junkie he was a national bigot. His 808s bumped so loud, it baffled crickets, maybe i can meet his stature with slot machines and raffle tickets. I said 'Salutations!" he said "YO!" a mellow twitter quote. I said 'I was outdated and replied with a yellow stick'em note." "You have a copy of your resume? Peeps kin!" I said "I do. You want computer paper or sheep skin?" He said he had quells of shells; made people look like they fell in scissors. He goes to work daily with no shoes he dwells in slippers. This dude was a nutcase, I could smell his snickers. He swims with aquaman in velvet flippers!? Hook: 2X I seem fine, everytime I'm drinking cheap wine, just recline, when I dream and write obscene rhymes. Just reach blind, everyday I cream guys! But I wake up interviewing for entry-level rapper each time. Verse 2; Man you hit the bay yet? Well after i hit Ballys first. Gotta get a fan base, parched lips get a rally thirst. But my words are homeless trash chute alley perched Everytime I try to go it seems as though I get a cali curse. I hear senior associate executive brag and bluffing. Blockhead cockiness, fresh shoes, banana ragamuffin. They sing songs, fling bongs, bounce around like ping pongs ring gongs, think I'm white-washed, full of vanilla filling ding dongs. Just have a classy vocab, with dome mentals. See a lot of the same things, don't concur clones gentle. I could always be a hypocrite to pierce and loan pencils. These pilots seem high in their vehicles like stone temples. In the whirly bird chopper, in a bow tie, oh my, sterling nerd prosper. A strong candidate for your nest, early bird shopper Then stocking stuff this company, while I'm hurling verbs proper. Hook 2Xs Verse 3: My prior work has no falsification. Do my works in the past fulfill your qualifications. After he converses he'll acknowledge with a callback, and if he doesn't I'll find dude and smack him with my ballsack. It's been about a month and I haven't heard an answer, Think I need more schooling so I call the chancellor. Nuts to that! I'll rock the stage with corduroy coats, and keep it nice, freshly made for overjoyed blokes! Hook 2Xs