This is a song about "Teenage mutant ninja turtles"

Tw-tw-twelve carats and that's all ears

Wrote my first track in my teenage years

They rock n rolland bring tha funk to tha whole nation

Mutant passage,i am breathin gases of concentration

Ya from neptune to the moon call me the musical mutant,

And i ain't really give a fuck, it was like a nigga rushed

A fucking mutant, come on bro lets do this

But not a single fuck for y'all bitches

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

Slicing up this track like that's shit's sharp as ninja swords,

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

I'll hit you with the five deadly sins and then a ninja sword,

And its simple as that baby

For all the ninja that done to me

Slicing up this track like that's shit's sharp as ninja swords,

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records