Vov takin' seats like this was musical chairs
Music stops and Chris bust in, you'd best say your prayers
One false move, motherfucker, get kicked down the stairs
“If he crys, he crys”
Poundin' kids like Ivan Draggo
Waitin' near the sandbox and baitin' them with Lego's
It's like Close Encounters of the 3rd Grade kind
I swear this motherfucker must have lost his mind
Vovvy's into bondage, got kiddies in a bind.
“Oh the Humanity”
He going down on kids like the Hindenburg, err...
At the end of everyday his dick smell like limburger
Kids be tearin' up like they be cuttin' onions
Cock so large, it a folk tale like Paul Buyan
Dateline hot on the trail, best get to runnin'
Enough with the tough talk
claimin' organic 'cause you Jack off your beanstock?
Buckle up motherfucker we about to hit mach