I guess I could’ve been rapping to bring the cash in
Sleeping on myself, but I was only napping
I'm spitting now though, someone grab a napkin
Changing shit up, make sure my diaper’s fastened

I'm a baby in the game and yet the vets should beware
Pops thought he rapped it well but then came Inna, pregnancy scare
My birth control the universe, this verse the first son of Richter
‘On Board with me’ bumper sticker, bump my shit and blame the sitter
Was delivered with a full head of hares
That is, my lines mind fuck you like bunnies inside of ya ears
Been here for years, just the music’s recent
Even skeptics Rootin Reflex; when they hear it don’t suck, they latch on and turn the other cheek like Baby Jesus
‘pologies to any thug that's embarrassed
‘Cause this whole time ain't come far as me... Rugrat's in Paris
David Sedaris wouldn't count on Me Talk Pretty One Day
I know I'm so full of mumblings, I should just publish the shit I say
Maybe they right, I write my rhymes too thorough
Maybe I need to simplify like Thoreau
Spiciness makes it kick though, shoot a goal
I should know, I just been in utero

This isn't even one the options I was thinking of
Nothing rash about it man, you just Live and You Learn and Then There’s Luvs
Now I’m reaching out my arms, leaping, "upee," someone should pick me up
How you tripping? Can’t you see I'm on this sippy cup?

I realize I'm Elijah, but don't Passover this
Y’all just wine he's late, invite him in
Strong out the gate, mom ate prenatal vitamins
Innate at rhyming, it just needs to be refined a bit
Like diamonds, every KISS begins with make up time
For mine, Maybelline ain't design a thing
I'm born with it and Horton’s supporting it
Heard a Who? They asking
Inna City Tanchum
Go to Bandcamp and torrent it
I destroy a set a trains the way I shove a track
Stashing the caboose in my papoose, that's why you double back
My egg just hatched, you older batch of omelets turn to shit
You bet I'll last cause I ain't got the sense to Object Permanence
Still question why they ain't see me
Think it's because I'm a preemie
Correction: I'm C-section, not to mention, A and B were just as easy
You teasing, but teacher says that means you like-like me
Screw teething, my flow already has a bite, bite me
You pedal that same shit, I just got my tricey this year
Third wheelin' for life, y’all couldn't miss the fact I been here

If you ain't on to me yet I suggest you take a gander
Fresh hip hop comedy, calling me Bambi Samberg
It's that joke rap overlap with industry standard
Show you realer than the real thing, Larry Sanders

Fuck punch lines, I punch paragraphs to cram a laugh
Might be a kitten now, but first I was a Hammerkat
You gonna catch me saying crazy crap
Anyway, Welcome to Crack Baby Gap...