BIG DICK, BIG HEART

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Listen, hey, I heard big dick, big heart

That's what my dad used to say

And fuck, he was nice too

He said, son, let it hang

Have you heard this story of the boy who cried wolf?

He was screaming, crying, torn limb from limb

He spoke in hyperbole

I am the saddest and the drunkest, and the saddest

Haven't seen hope since the Raiders trade McFadden

Fuck it, haven't trusted anyone since the Raiders took Jamarcus

I'm poetry folk, emo raps, Justin Fargas

Bitch; I'm sad as fuck and bad and suck

Can't form relationships

I need a nap and lunch and bigger truck

Can't understand basic shit

How does Kant's idealism differ from George Hegel?

How could you put everything onto a bagel?

I heard big dick, big heart. That's what my dad used to say

And fuck, he was nice too

He said, 'Son, let it hang

Have you heard this story?

The boy who cried wolf, he was screaming, crying

Torn limb from limb, he spoke in hyperbole

I am the saddest, and the drunkest, and the saddest

Fuckin, I haven't trusted no one since the Raiders

Trade McFadden, since they took Jamarcus

Hey, I heard big dick, big heart

I'm average on my worst day

Bitch. I'm in the H Mart

Asking where's the feng shui

I moved 20 miles south, now I'm a colonizer

Ace of spades, they blocked the doors

Okay! I'll move to somewhere nicer

I heard big dick, big heart, but I guess it's anecdotal

If you're super hung and super nice, I'm tossing you the toaster

Or I'll take you to the woods, tied up on my shoulder

If that thang brushes against me, then your fucking life is over dog

Big dick, bigger truck

Tonight if we find any luck

We'll be bottle feeding Budweiser to a dying buck

As he starts to go, I give him Copenhagen Winter Cut

And as the light fades, I stick my knife into his gut

Big Dick, bigger truck

Tonight if we find any luck

We'll be bottle-feeding Jack Daniel's to a dying duck

As he starts to go I give him Mint six Zyns to tuck

And as the light fades, I stick my knife into his

Big dick, Big heart

That's what my dad used to say

And fuck he was nice too

He said 'Son, let it hang

Have you heard the story of the boy who cried wolf?

He was screaming, crying, torn limb from limb

He spoke in hyperbole

I am the saddest and the drunkest and the saddest

Fucking haven't trusted no one since the Raiders took Jamarcus