Hi, my name is Joe and well you probably haven't heard of me,
I wanted to be a rapper, so I got some neurosurgery,
They implanted a sick sense of flow into my cranium,
Now I rock the Staples Center, Roxy, and Palladium

I'm lying, shit, I don't really rock those venues,
But I tend to rock the fuck out of these instrumentals,
I'm sent here to impress you, undress your women and bless you,
Competition isn't an issue, we just kill 'em and say that we miss you, but….

See I'm the kinda guy who when the ladies see me,
They be sayin', "Yeah, hes kinda fly"
I got some fucked teeth and a pretty big nose,
But I kick the sick flows to help me direct them to the show

It's kinda ridiculous,
'cause when I pick up the pen and write some lyrics, I get meticulous,
And then, I rewrite 'em and do it again, and again and again…

I need to find a way to make things right again,
To make things right again, like they were at the start,
But I can't see a way of doing that, a way of doing that...

I'm a mind mechanic, creep inside of ya lame brain,
Just to maintain and rewire ya fuckin' main frame,
Not rappin' to gain fame, just to be heard,
I rock the levels with my treble and replace the reverb, ya turd

Three and a third, that's the chance you got of makin' it,
While I be in the kitchen with ya chicken probably bakin' it
Yes, my flow is different, there's no chance of mistakin' it,
My pride, you've already taken it, but these words are replacin' it

My aim is to be in your top five favorite,
I hope you play this shit, and smoke a J with it,
That way when I'm older I can put this on my greatest hits playlist,
Wrinkle up and get all gray to it

Un-debatably the greatest caucasian to rock the station,
Man I play to win, but I'm not including the major names, like Eminasium,
Or Eminem I mean, smoking a J, blazin' with Asian friends, and...

I need to find a way to make things right again,
To make things right again like they were at the start,
But I can't see a way of doing that,
A way of doing that, without breaking a…..

In the back, man she looked pretty, back of my neck getting dirty and gritty,
"Make it right again, make it right again…"
In the back, man she looked pretty, back of my neck getting dirty and gritty,
"Make it right again, make it right again…"

[Instrumental break]

I need to find a way to make things right again,
To make things right again like they were at the start,
But I can't see a way of doing that,
A way of doing that, without breaking a…..

In the back, man she looked pretty, back of my neck getting dirty and gritty,
"Make it right again, make it right again…"
In the back, man she looked pretty, back of my neck getting dirty and gritty,
"Make it right again, make it right again…"