I'm going to give you words.
You tell me exactly what comes to mind.
Cool.
Let's go.
Brain.
Tumor.
Swain.
Puma.
Natalie.
True.
Tyler.
Roma.
Lionel.
My man.
Weapon.
Mike's
Sam.
Moogle.
Toppan.
Essex.
Fry clam.
Sample.
Plumcake.
Rump.
Rent money.
Monthly.
Aguilera.
Lame slut.
Cameo.
Change cut.
I'm sitting here getting my brain examined like I'm a deranged
train this plan i get the seat reclined in the therapy spot the psychoanalysis looking at me like i'm a crackpot now sit back
and relax.
I'm doing that already.
Please keep your hands steady.
Your face is all sweaty.
You're all ready to hit me.
Mr. Ryan, just breathe.
I'll do a few more of these, then I'm gonna leave.
Okay, Tom Cruise.
Ben, Elton John, J-Ben, Backpack, Wackflow, Fur Coat, Fat Toe, Barricons,
Nation.
Mad soul.
Haitian.
A title.
But destroyed.
Word association.
Listen up.
I'll take out the rhyme.
Okay, tell me a little bit about your education.
I didn't breeze through school, well actually I did I breezed through the campus and then back to my crib
You like to socialize.
Yeah, well, that's no surprise.
Because it's something that a lunatic mostly denies.
Yo, what you trying to say?
That I'm about to explode?
crazy episode was during nematode that was so well
Say it, let go, folks.
Continue.
Okay, Tiger.
Sung Lee.
Crocodile.
Sun D. Big Pimp.
Hookshot.
From three.
Belay.
O'Crew.
Nerd Rap.
Tofu.
Richard Lewis.
Where is he?
No clue.
Poopies.
Retros.
Aria.
Meat hoes.
Out of town.
shows tell those uh she told that about whole pit dayla cool skate how do you
Damn, I think it's bullshit.
Well, well, well, I'll be there.
Say what?
I don't know.
Like I said before, listen up.
Cause I take out the wrong book I'm dead serious and I won't fess it But chill till I finish
this is going well tell me a little bit about uh man
The punk's damn front and center.
The red carpet's rolling.
Trumpet out the enter.
Five years beyond my time.
titles number one contender mind up in the factory with the grace of a fetcher look i give the
Fuck if you're white, black, or octaroon, I'll lock you in a room, make you pop a loon through a toxic fumes.
Is that true?
Okay.
Uh, phone a prison.
Esoteric.
Vocalism.
Freestyle.
Old tradition.
Mass abs.
Pole position.
Dirt bags.
We'll be right back.
Joe.
Hell no.
Kangaroo.
Velcro.
Fat lace.
Elto.
Spud web.
Elmo.
Letterman.
Great hosts.
Mozart.
Space Ghosts.
Applebee's.
Ace Close.
Lap Dance.
Asos.
Kid Rock.
White.
trash then biscuit don't ask handgun under stress lsd hunt the rat thanks for your
time that i can't allow illegally insane you'll be living here now
I don't know.
Oh.
