Music for the Lyrically Impaired

All I really wanna do is chill, now you know the deal
 Pop another motherfuckin pill, careful how you feel
 Careful how you feel
 It was a dream to smoke doobies on stage with Louis C.K
 Louis C.K
 Now I can't look at his face without thinking about all the groupies he raped
 What about the movies he made?
 Hey you talking Studio A,
 Well Julio say he saw him takin his pants off and cummin in Julia's face
 Hollywood cray you'd probably say
 You'd probably say
 Wake up at noon and pop Molly all day
 Went on a trip down to Boli in Spain
 When I came back it was prolly May
 When I went back it was Saudi Arabia
 Boston, Ukraine, Bosnia
 All they want all of my party away
 Yeah, I'm doin I'm doin I'm doin
 Came in the game then ruined it
 Moved to Vancouver and I feel like I'm ludicrous
 All that these bitches around me are stewardess cuz they're so fly
 And I'm so rude with it I don't know why
 I don't comply, I don't reply
 I don't care who it is I just yell Bye!
 Bye!
 Emptied out my liquor cabinet
 Sweatin tryin to kick the habit
 Runnin round the room drippin liquid acid
 Then I never cared about a Christmas Package
 I'm the only presence needed in this rap and this is Eazy Mac
 Mix it for me Fanta with the Codeine potion
 Holy moly Nigel!
 Music for the lyrically impaired
 First they couldn't hear me now they're here
 Hi!
 Then they couldn't see me now they stare
 Hi!
 Now they wanna be me now it's weird
 Now they wanna yeah
 Now they wanna treat me like I'm rare
 Now they wanna yeah
 Now they wanna keep me in the air
 Now they wanna yeah
 Now they wanna heat me til I flare
 Woo!
 Slick Rick the ruler
 Wrist is cooler
 Bars like prison rooms
 Under influenced
 Listen to me
 Watch my dreams and wish come true
 Or is this a business move
 I might fuck around and pull up in a 'Rari
 Skert skert skert
 Ex bitch tellin me she's sorry
 Sure sure sure
 Next bitch wanna play Atari
 Er er er
 Only give a fuck about the party
 Yeah
 Hi, on today's show we're talking about dead beat dads
 Our first guest, Eazy Mac!
 Boooo!
 So Eazy, why don't you think you're the father?