ill mind of WREX all these ideas, still no ones there, no one cares, just me alone on my way home, so fuxked up, looking like ive just kicked back a few rocks, chip tooth, been on the boose, missed my time in the booth, time to kick off these shoes, go jam some guitar tunes and play so loud its a concert soon, get high, have no car so its back to the wai wai express, dress to impress, im the best so fit no need to flex this is Wrex and it aint even the best, sloppy gobby on the jobby, doing the rolly polly, sniffing lines of polley, doobie pocket polley playing, i got this im next up and coming, quite playing, so quick i bite the bullet the trigger shooter striking, its the ripstarex. im dodge i come back, beep beep bleep on my saucers pad, in the cock pit, call it my lab, devils hand, i spit the curses of this land, no dont hold my hand, make a stand, im here this is my hobby, if there is a problem then battle me, i aint acting, straight rapping, and if your offended then stp listening. its the ripstarex.