This is a song about "Lizard sales"

Ugh, walking on water and running on waves

Money and power come to us through direct sales,

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

Bring back record sales, i sail while i break records

Wrap a lizard in gauze beat you in the jaws with it

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

Im cuttin the sales and makin the scenes,

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

The lyrical lizard lickin lollipops, poppin molly pops

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

People don't condone what they've never seen

With sales of fish scales from triple beams i gleam

I munch a bunch of tacos with waverly's favorite wizard

Poor guy, cmon mc's help the bitch, dont make him use the genes of a lizard

But really im horrible i keep the gang life for real i steal from friends family even poor whores,

I'm the wizard of oz you're a lizard on a gauze smeared with barbeque sauce ur iq is at a loss/