(Frank the Dank) Me, myself and I 'bout to make anotha mix, make it sound so ill, but I'm glad I ain't sick, I wish I had the freestyle like my Bro Chris, I guess he's just blessed with the word play in his brain, nah I ain't playin', working on my rap game, I'm from a town where the Tikigaq Harpooners live, we are strong people, don't ever underestimate us, we live in harsh conditions where you would probably freeze to death, fukk whoever gon' and made that sick ass meth, I'm in a position where I wanna run away or get this school shit outta the way, so I can just smoke all day, kinda comfy laying all day and thinkin' of rhymes of what to say, lately I haven't been feeling like Dr.Dre, damn, I have to go and pay the electrical bill, it's kinda technical being ill, this is cool shit that I came up with today, so have a good day and listen to this, my Bro Chris maybe gonna hop in this, if he takes too long, Imma do it myself, and not put it on the shelf, I'm so chill like that turtle, when Nemo and Dory was riding on top his shell, don't cross me or I'll put shotgun pellets in you, and hide you under them pallets over there too, now I got yo bitch, she's saying "No More, okay then, hurry" now you actin' all "scurry" but nah I ain't scared you a weak lil pussy, tryna push me into getting in trouble, you know what? I got more brains than you, maybe even more bars too, so I might grab the "tool", which is my pencil, I write till night fall, and double up the lyrics in my music, yea that's the shit, gonna make a big hit, and take a big hit of the dope