[Verse 1: Kanye West]
I'm mischievous, you're delirious
I ate Cheerios without a bowl
Yay, ye, Kanye, yay, ye, Kanye
Yeezus with Jesus, now that is so holy
Now I must admit, I have poli—
Poli’s a disease where your butthole freeze
I'm Kanye, and I got poli, yeah, Febreeze!
Vsauce, he reminds me of men
He kind of quacks like a hen
They dance in circles, Like Kanye's Kool-Klub
Now it’s the alcohol that's kicking in
When a woman is pregnant, I kick 'em in the ribs
When a baby is born, I kick 'em in the ribs
When my manager comes to work, I kick 'em in the ribs
When my wife gets home, I kick 'em in the ribs
When I saw Taylor Swift, I kicked her in the ribs
My Grandma was here today—know what I did?
I kicked her in the ribs
I went to my house, you know what I did?
I bet you don't—
I kicked my balls in the ribs, yeah