This started out as a line written for one song//
And metamorphosized into something I couldn't control//
I'm here again on the record simply to tell you this...//
You do not need exo-brothers just to be exorcists//

You do not want to see Ray brother//
You do not want to see Ray's sis//
You do not want to see Ray angry//
You do not want to see Ray pissed//

Australians? They do not want to see Roy pissed//
Yo sister crazy then you the one with Psycho-Sis//
Metamorphosis then was introduced to Amorpha brutha//
Then Amorpha showed me a photograph of her Grandmother//

And if yo mother amazing, then she yo grand-mother//
If yo grand mother is great, she yo great-grandmother//
If yo step sister on meth, she yo meth sister//
If yo step sister is sick, she yo strep sister//

You do not need to be stone cold to be sober//
You do not need to be so cold to be so "brrrrr"//
You did not need to be horse owners named Wilbur//
Now give it up for F...F.. Frozen funny man Bill Brrrrr//

There is no need to prepare//
There is no need to be scared//
There is no need to beware (where?)//
....There is no need to be there//

You do not need a complex city//
You do not need the complexity//
We should not need any tent cities//
We do not need the intensity//

Ay listen homie, Thor- The Defender of Butt Cheeks//
I'm pretty sure isn't what being an Asgardian means//
If you gay men you cannot get you an amen//
You do not need to love Raymond//

& You ain't gotta tickle a tack to be tactical//
And you ain't gotta tickle a test to be testicles//
And tickled to death?... It don't have to be mad funny//
That dick on yo breath? You tickled to death, and it isn't that funny//

You don't need to be Super Mario's brother//
For you to be named Luigi and you to become a plumber//
You ain't gotta be good at all to be grandsons//
But all a y'all about to get shitted on by the man, sons//