Hey there, Mr. Marlboro man, what you gonna do   When there's nobody left but your choke smoking self to abuse?   Hey there, Mr. CEO man, where you gonna be   When your daughter and me hop the first cheap flight to Fiji or Paris?      There you go telling me how I feel again   There you go telling me what you need again   There you go telling me how to be again   Just like you, ain't it true?      But like that nasty King Kong   Cock strong and half a block long   There weren't nothing as string as the song   That I wrote when you dissed me      Hey there, Mr. Fraternity, boy, what you gonna say   When it's time to admit to your family and shit that you're gay? Anyway   Hey there, Mr. Head-In-The-Clouds, you know what I found?   Got the tape of the rape and that ass that you pound   How profound, pass around      There you go telling me how I feel again   There you go telling me what you need again   There you go telling me how to be again   Just like you, ain't it true?      But like that nasty King Kong   Cock strong and half a block long   There weren't nothing as the song   That I wrote when you dissed me      Just like that nasty King Kong   Cock strong and half a block long   There weren't nothing as strong as the song   That I wrote when you dissed me      Everybody lunch, lunch, lunch, lunch   Yeah, everything's alright, leave it alone tonight   Yeah, everything's okay   Just tell your mom, you're gay      Yeah, yeah, just like that nasty King Kong   Cock strong and half a block long   There weren't nothing as strong   As that nasty King Kong      Just like that nasty King Kong   Cock strong and half a block long   There weren't nothing as strong as the song   That I wrote, motherfucker