I am a menace I don’t like to play tennis Ye Ye Ye Ye YE Get out my face Before I hit you with some mace If you hit me I would absorb it without a trace If I hit you I would put you in a brace I would put you in your Place You better say your grace Ye Ye You wear cloths five times your size Your not that smart but I’m wise You are gay for guys I would start over you I I fight you it would be hard for you to go through So don’t come for me Before I come to you Ye Ye So I don’t want you here Because when I’m done with you You will be a musketeer So there is no need to compare So you better start to say your prays