ok here we go

You must be under the grip of satan/Cuz the only thing u grippin is ur dick, while maturbatin'/Sent to hell wit ur flesh burnin'/along side pee wee herman/and the nazi germans/Wit stains on ur bed sheet u call them/a cause for concernin'/i'm referrin/to ur late nights in bed squirmin'/the only way u could come up on this is wit a jar to put ur sperm in/

Dw is makin me laugh sayin how he claps metal/when the beef is on, all I seen u do is backpedal/Since you sleepin' on me imma send u back to bed/And since ur 2 faced, im gonna slap u in the back of tha head/Then i hit u in the front, so i can slap you on both sides/Then im gonna throw u in the trunk and send you for a ghost ride//