This is a song about "Lib"

Im ad lib bin while the sticking to script like magnets

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Guess i'll just write about it, ad lib

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

Born a leader, avid mad-lib reader, you fill in the blank as i take what i rake in to the bank

Got me ready to release the fluid, sensationsit down and conversate like you know me, take my hand