This is a song about "Legends of 8 bit gamer"

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

And build the beginning of better brains with a bit of belief.

Yo 4-bit, yeah i called you 4-bit look at me i'm 8-bit

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

The girls are chomping at the bit

Well, i can handle that

Y'all rats don't worry me a bit

That's when you know you doing shit

Talking of the gods you serve

Bit by bit showing my colors

Speakin in third person, i'm a bit of a psychopath.

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

But none of yall got worry dont worry just a bit

He throws up every single bit of his hell

Well that didn't go well, let us try to make it swell