Playhouse Mayhem

Yo (uh-huh)

There's puke on bib already He's nervous And he keeps forgetting how

to count to a fuckin' number

it's five

One

Two

Three

Four

FIVE! (hahaha)

He choking now, the parents are rushing now Spits it out,

it's over POW!

Oh, there goes the other baby

he chokes

But he wont give up that easy

He just gotta captutre this moment and hope he dont

Fuck around in the playhouse

He can't get outta daycare

Dont

Fuck around

And regret that you didn't

put that doll in your mouth (yeah) Now he's breathing

Breathing heavy

His mouth is sweaty

Slim ain't so Shady

And he could definitely be a lot Slimmer

But then again,

he's a baby

Ain't no Rap God,

He's old news, lady

He just gotta keep rapping and hope he don't (what?) Fuck around

Put the wrong this in his mouth that he cant get out

Fuck around

Somethin' lodged up his snout

he cant Get it out

Cant get it out

Fuck around

In the playhouse

Be a rap god

Fuck around Don't put that there

Make a paper mess and shit everywhere