Music for the Lyrically Impaired lyrics

[Intro]
All I really wanna do is chill
Now you know the deal
Pop another motherf*ckin' pill
Careful how you feel
Careful how you feel
Hi-yah-yah-yah-yah-yah
Hi-yah-yah-yah-yah-yah

[Verse]
It was a dream to smoke doobies on stage
With Louis C.K, Louis C.K (Yeah)
Now I can't look at his face
Without thinking about all the groupies he raped
Great, what about the movies he made?
Hey you talking Studio A?
Well Julio say he saw him takin'
His pants off and c*mmin' in Julia's face
"Hollywood cray"
You probably say (You probably say)
Wake up at noon and pop Molly all day
Went on a trip down to Boli in Spain
When I came back it was prolly in May
When I went back it was Saudi Arabia
Boston, Ukraine, Bosnia
All they want all of my audio waves
(Yeah)
I'm doin' I'm doin' I'm doin' it
Came in the game then ruined it
Moved to Vancouver and I feel like I'm ludicrous
All that these b*tches around me are stewardess
'cause they're so fly and I'm so rude with it
I don't know why I don't comply
I don't reply, I don't care who it is
I just yell Bye! (Bye!)
Emptied out my liquor cabinet
Sweatin' tryin' to kick the habit
Runnin' round the room drippin' liquid acid
Then I never cared about a Christmas Package
I'm the only presence needed in this rap and
This is Eazy Mac and mix it for me Fanta
With the Codeine potion, Holy moly Magic!
(Yeah yeah yeah yah yah)
Music for the lyrically impaired (Yah)
First they couldn't hear me now they're here (Hi!)
Then they couldn't see me now they stare (Hi!)
Now they wanna be me now it's weird
(Now they wanna yeah) Now they wanna treat me like I'm rare
(Now they wanna yeah) Now they wanna keep me in the air
(Now they wanna yeah) Now they wanna heat me til I flare (Woo!)
Slick Rick the ruler
Wrist is cooler, Bars like prison rooms
Under influenced, Listen to me
Watch my dreams and wish come true
Or is this a business move
I might f*ck around and pull up in a 'Rari (Skrrt skrrt skrrt)
Ex b*tch tellin me she's sorry (Sure sure sure)
Next b*tch wanna play Atari (Er er er)
Only give a f*ck about the party (Yeah)
[Outro]
Hi-yah-yah-yah-yah-yah

[Skit]
Hi, on today's show we're talking about dead beat dads
Our first guest, Eazy Mac!
Boooo!
So Eazy, why don't you think you're the father?