I'm on a hate bus, ranting out racist stuff

Maybe a troon should ack, cut niggers brain in half

I'm not brimstone, just a bit tired of this lack of gems

No 'p anymore can make me goon good

Victim of the zog machine, in love with brainwashing

Tree swingers surrounding me, I indulge in BBC

Everything I do is wrong 'cept for when I hit the rope

Hit the rope, hit the rope, ack right

Right arm hanging up, arm band looks tuff

Delta blues up in my ears, ape exhibit reappears

Wanna be giga fly, but thrembo my brain is fried

I just don't wanna bait myself, instead I wanna goon good

I have grey hands, I am the giga chad

Maybe I should take an ack, dilate and get jak'ed

I'm not lonely, just a bit tired of this jarty shit

No 'p I see can make me goon good

Where to now?

Got the rest of my life just laid out

Got the rest of my life to fuck around

Got the rest of my life to make blacks drown

Goon good