Ever since I made Casey
Bitches need new music from DOOF like Hugh Tracey
I don’t make music, I make roux gravy
All these rappers make their brew hazy
Besides bars all I know is the do re mi
And screwing ladies
But the shit I spit burns hotter than blue hades
Yet it never scores women, who lays me?
Whenever I ask girls, they say “nah, DOOF’s crazy”
People think motivation’s money, like who pays me?
My only motivation’s the vision that grew hazy
Sight of six bitches and one to poop babies
Before that happens, gotta penetrate the game, see
To the family I’m just another new baby
Basking in attention that only you pay me
Community’s the reason that none my poop made me
But if I scream the loudest, they can’t hear you wailing
Switching up the rhymes, never mind, I’m too brave, see
The cockiness is honestly the only one who saves me
From making boring raps that never rhyme nor flow
Nor prevent spacing issues in bars

Brown hair, blue eyes, and a pussy that you crave
Like a step porn; too funny and too racy
Ain’t a one trick pony, I’m a Wu-Wei-Zi
I rap, | make, jack, play, and I’m pretty good with babies
Polish food hates me
But if I only ate them great DOOF bars I’d be way too weighty
A Pharcyde fan, no clue about who’s Swae Lee
While every other rapper’s gotta ask “who’s Jay Z?”
I bitched my baby blues like a blue baby
I could make a film about it but my hands are too shaky
To hold a camera for shit you wouldn’t pay to see
Blow minds like the bombs dropped from the UAV
Women say I’m gay, tell me you lazy
Guess I don’t get hard at every nude .lady
Because .maybe I ain’t searching for an eighty
But I do agree it’s best Un Homme et une Femme like I’m fucking Anouk Aimee
Rapper planter fasciitis make their shoes achy
West Virginian raps straight out the creek like Pacey
Get other rappers creaming their panties with blue labi's
Tell your mommy blame the bars, fuck you if you blame me, like