i'ma take take this pool cue and sharpen tha end
grip it in my hands and stick it up ur rear end
bend over, its not a game, u say u take my veins
hows that when its a pain game, its shame that u in my rein
i'ma leave u slain, and let tha acid rain change ur shape
long and thin, like a pool cue, now listen up
ur death is due, tha sky is blue, and well u smell like a shoe
so i'ma pool this fool, wit my cue, and let u moo like a animal

next- a mouse