Damien and Ralph Sleep Butt to Face

[Chorus: Jayreck]
Yeah, they say my style's too hot, yo (Damn, why?)
Got a pocket full of fire, man (Oh)
And all the haters just try to stop me, yo (Damn, why?)
It's time for you to just retire, man (Yeah, don't flatter yourself)
You probably think this song is about you, don't you? (Yeah, don't flatter yourself)
You probably think this song is about you, don't you?

[Verse 1: Dropping a Popped Locket]
I got a pocket full of fire, man
And I roll it like some tires, man
Call me Vince, kiss my ass and get fired, man
You know I got the fix, call me plier-man
Ha (Shit's funny) bitches hatin'
I cop a cigarillo at the Clark station
I'm Italiano and I'm part Asian
You star gazin' when you look at me
Your heart races when you look at me
I'm gettin' gone, and you John Elton
I'm propane and you so lame
Like, "Oh my fucking god, fuck this kid"

[Chorus: Jayreck]
Yeah, they say my style's too hot, yo (Damn, why?)
Got a pocket full of fire, man (Oh)
And all the haters just try to stop me, yo (Damn, why?)
It's time for you to just retire, man (Yeah, don't flatter yourself)
You probably think this song is about you, don't you? (Yeah, don't flatter yourself)
You probably think this song is about you, don't you?

[Verse 2: Dropping a Popped Locket]
I got a pocket full of fire, friend
You crave a pocketful of firemen (Ahaha)
Okay, it's round two
You're about as rare as a fucking brown moose
Original as a pair of brown shoes
I'm a purple people eater, covered in tattoos, your town's screwed
Rip the lid off this fruit cup, plastic's strong, but the juice sucks
I'll get the chainsaw, family tree needs spruced up (Bring it)

[Chorus: Jayreck]
Yeah, they say my style's too hot, yo (Damn, why?)
Got a pocket full of fire, man (Oh)
And all the haters just try to stop me, yo (Damn, why?)
It's time for you to just retire, man (Yeah, don't flatter yourself)
You probably think this song is about you, don't you? (Yeah, don't flatter yourself)
You probably think this song is about you, don't you?

[Bridge: Jayreck]
Yeah, style's too hot, hot
Pocket full of- fire, fire, man, fire, man
Just retire, man
Probably think this-

[Chorus: Jayreck]
Yeah, they say my style's too hot, yo (Damn, why?)
Got a pocket full of fire, man (Oh)
And all the haters just try to stop me, yo (Damn, why?)
It's time for you to just retire, man (Yeah, don't flatter yourself)
You probably think this song is about you, don't you? (Yeah, don't flatter yourself)
You probably think this song is about you, don't you?