[VERSE 1]
Yo, fuck Mac Miller
And fuck Chris Webby
Motherfuck Eminem
And his mom’s spaghetti
Push my chevy to the levee
But the levee was dry
Unlike Don McLean’s bitch
When I jizzed in her eye
Willie Nelson smokes mid grade
I vape dank
Burned keef in Dutch
And then I ashed on Drake’s face
Adam Levine thinks he
Hardcore, hell nah
He ain’t got to go to war for me
To make ‘em feel the shell shock
I’m so hard
I’m the fuckin’ Hope Diamond
I was MJ’s medic
And I refused to revive him
Machine Gun Kelly
Ass up on the telly
Gettin’ rammed with a strap-on
Lisa Lampanelli
A porno flick, with
Director Cam Smith
Blood guts out the butt
Cuz I wrote it in the script
Cut through a uterus
With the tip of my dick
Smoked crack with Bobby Brown
And took sixty-six hits
Shit, I'm a 90's kid, bitch
I know how to use a phone book
And how to post about it on
Twitter through my Chromebook
No, you couldn't step to me like
A paraplegic deprived
Of feet, cuz I
Am the sickest wigger alive

[HOOK]
The sickest wigger alive
The sickest wigger alive
I
Am the sickest
Fuckin’
Wigger alive

[VERSE 2]
Yes yes y'all, I fapped
To the nudes of J-Law
And sprayed on tongues of cunts
Who dropped they jaw
When they were appalled
By all who were enthralled
With a plethora of hoes
Who chose to take they panties off
For the camera
You think it's so wrong?
For a dude to wanna view
Boobs with no bra?
“When the fuck did guys
Become so perverted?”
Probably around the same time the
Central system became nervous
Got my semen leakin’ from the spleen
In Morgan Freeman's autopsy
I've been raping bodies
Longer than Bill Cosby
In me cargo shorts pockets
I be dual-wielding shotties
Dos slugs to the face will make
An average joe so sloppy
Fuck a crime wave
I'm a known Tsunami
Fuck a dime face
In the chrome Bugatti
Crawlin’ up the drain
While you sittin on the potty
Cauterize your asshole
Cuz I take shit from nobody
Im so high
My ears seep smoke
I’m so shallow, but
I still get deep throat
The sickest wigger of the west
Except on the east coast
Bars so hot, I’m
Givin’ bitches heat strokes

[BRIDGE]
The sickest wigger of the west, except
I’m givin’ bitches heat strokes
The sickest wigger of the west, except
I’m on the east coast
Bars so hot
I’m givin’ bitches heat strokes

[VERSE 3]
Flow’s practically, the dopest
Flow since the dope patterning
Of flow I chose to throw over
The verses which I’m rappening
Peep the gallery
My artwork is masterly
My lyrics is Da Vinci, yours
Were extras in Love Actually
The only time you’re lappin’ me is
When you suck my Dick Dastardly
Ain’t no place I’d rather be than
Trapped in sex trafficking
Smacking you laterally
Bashin’ ya cap on the tapestry, laughing
Cuz you’re too much of a fag to contact
My house and ask for me
So quit sassin’ me
And come smoke crack with me
Snappin your chastity
I’m in your ass where the pastors be (orgasming)
Last Saturday
You happily sat at Applebee’s
And asked your server, Valerie
“May I have the egg salad, please?”
Pure savagery
That's a massive amount of calories
Grab an analogy, and make
Like Mary Kate and Ash-a-ley
As I lather the latter teen
In half a bath of Vaseline
Then fuck the bitch again
Before the end of my refractory period
Ya dumb dipshit
Listener of mine
You could never comprehend
All my vigorous rhymes
Bitch, I'm already sick and
I get sicker with time
Y'all should recognize I'm
The sickest wigger alive

[HOOK]
The sickest wigger alive
The sickest wigger alive
I
Am the sickest
Fuckin’
Wigger alive