#Monkeybars Eazy Mac & Cal Scruby

[Intro: Cal Scruby]
I know you listen every project
Never get the concept
Content too complex, too conscious
Converse context too much to process
All you do is talk shit

[Verse 1: Eazy Mac]
Yeah
It's Eazy, young Frank Sinatra
My car self parks while I drink a vodka
My weed comes from space, you can taste the star dust
I will always win is my favorite mantra (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
You should never play with monsters
You'll end up in a lake or a basement locker
What's on my plate? Steak and eggs and lobsters
What's on this plate? Some amazing pasta
So much food on my chinny-chin-chin
They get in a bad mood when I'm winning-win-win (Yeah)
Sad news for you kiddy-kid-kids
Thinking that you can't lose now it's really grim-grim
Thinking that you're Swae Lee but you're really Slim Jim
Or JayZ but you're really his kids
You're not a boss, I designed the business
You can suck my cock I reply to bitches, and
When you see the size of this dick
It's scientific, not science-fiction
It can touch the clouds yeah the sky's the limits
Plus it's good for you like a vitamin is (Yeah)
They all know I'm high and different (Yeah-yeah)
Never had to try to fit in (No-no)
Raised by Family Guy and Simpsons (Wait)
Wayfair told me buy this infant
Woah-woah-woah-woah, don't go there
Nose hairs burned down from the coke shared
With a groupie in Saint Louis, now we're both staring (Yeah)
Out the window without blinking, thinking thinking, thinking (Think)
All these little pills keep on falling on me (Whoa)
Pick 'em up nice and then call the lobby
(We need more sprite and halal salami)
Lay down now, eat my sausage mommy, ahh