Geez this guy, now you see why I'm around
He can't keep his feet on the ground
If I were not the one driving his mouth would never stop
Sometimes I wish I could just in his mouth shove a mop
Split-Personality my ass
He is purely made of gas
I do all the work getting to the point
He'd be better off smoking a joint
I know that is something he will not use
He is not really much of a muse
I can keep it short he cannot
I'll knock him out and stick him on his cot