from Come On Guys, released September 11, 2016
Haha, Lonley Island, You bitches talkin’ smack? You callin’ out all the Frappers out there?
Well we’ll fuckin’ see about that

June 1, 2016/A day that started out nice and clean
Opened up my Facebook page to my feed/Popstar is blowing up in the scene
I go to the page that I visit the most/NPR’s Fresh Air with Terry Gross
There I see an article with my boys/Akiva, Jorm, and Andy makin’ some noise
But then at the end of this thoughtful piece/I feel a little jab to the DBC
I love all the rap from these three crackas/But then they call us out as just being Frappers?
How dare you say that we ain’t thug/Ain’t you bitches seen the size of my rug
We be droppin’ fat beats and snorting on kilos/And you be drinkin’ dookie water in Rio

It’s a goddamn shame when suburban white men can’t be seen as gangsta without being called fake
We gotta work together to change our image so the ghetto culture will accept our namesake
Your all a bunch of posers with no integrity for gangsta culture and you know you ain’t God
When I see you shoppin’ at Old Navy gonna cut you with my DVD of Hot Rod

Now Digital Shorts they were real fuckin’ cute/And Incredibad made me stand up and salute
Turtleneck and Chain was kinda disappointing (meh) .But good job tryin’ to make Rhiana less boring
The Wack Album was a cultural sensation/It taught me man on man love on spring vacation (Sex with a Man)
But its been 3 years (3 fuckin’ years)/Its been 3 years (3 fuckin’ years)
Then we hear of the crew’s new project/Where Andy plays a gay former boy band vet
Ideas grow/Adrenaline flows/The hype is high/The fanboys fly
Press junkets/Homeless Vets/Callin’ us Frappers./Hurts us in the ass first

It’s a goddamn shame when suburban white men can’t be seen as gangsta without being called fake
We gotta work together to change our image so the ghetto culture will accept our namesake
I know you got a lot of work to do and you probably don’t give a shit about my opinion
But when I see you at Barnes and Noble/Gonna strangle you like I’m on a boat

That’s right a boat. Like I’m the crazy husband and you’re my wife who won’t hang the towels right. Why did I think it would be a good idea to own a boat with you? Its just one more place for me to worry about how your cleaning isn’t up to my standards. I mean, if I’m so anal about order, why would I want anyone to ever live with me, and try to impose my twisted views on them? I just see myself being more and more angry in the long term. Then I have to figure out a way to kill you instead of divorce so you don’t take all of my money from alimony. Or half of my retirement. Well, I guess, only if we live in California. God this state sucks…….90’s