This is a song about "Lizard sales"

It's moe, all i need is more chips

He's just a lizard with frills"

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

No one give a damn when they breathe in the least bit

With sales of fish scales from triple beams i gleam

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream

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

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard

Look me in the eyes you fuckin lizard

And i don't care if she gone, in a long skirt

Money and power come to us through direct sales,

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

The lyrical lizard lickin lollipops, poppin molly pops

Bring back record sales, i sail while i break records

And three hours in the showers with the corpse