Lyrics
Lead Vocals: David Heline Jr.
This goes out to all my homies and my home girls,
East side, West side,
Home state,
Prostate,
Kick it homie,
I'm a monster,
I'm a straight up G,
The O.G. life,
Is my life indeed,
Eight hours a day,
To make that dough,
But I ain't no pimp,
Cause I got no hoes,
But I'm a monster,
Yes a monster,
I'm a wankster,
That's how I do,
Still living at home,
And I'm thirty-two,
I kick it old school,
I'm a courteous gent,
I keep it chill though,
Like my dirty Clark Kent,
I'm a monster,
Yes I'm a monster,
I'm a scholar,
And a gentleman,
I kind of wished Ross and Rachel,
Would have married on Friends,
If you want to step up,
Let's sit down and fight,
But I'll cower with fear,
Because my skin color's white,
Don't touch my calcium pills,
If you do I'll stab you in the face,
And then I'll break into your apartment,
Feel the need, proceed, and tidy up the place,
Is that you staring at my girl,
For that my friend I cannot forgive,
Well I guess she doesn't mind,
Considering she's imaginative,
In my Chess club,
I'm the king of rhymes,
I like to wear scarves,
In the winter time,
And all my clothes,
They're specially dry cleaned,
Been collecting Pokemon,
Since I was sixteen,
I'm a monster,
Not a nightmare, a good dream,
For a bad back,
May I recommend some Asper Creme,
I'm a monster...
