Young Scrabble - Candy Corn Lyrics

I'm a talentless shitty little prick
My show new season that's my night lil bitch
This the truth I don't play no tricks
Football for the stats what's my PPR quick

Nick Kroll with the fantasy
Sunny with the troll toll plan and tea
None y'all planted seeds
I know the recipe
Old friends are dead to me
Pick up your chick and she whip in the benz with me

First I take her out like Walt on Crazy Eight ay ay
Like a date ay ay
Get her steak and
Fishing line I reel it in my cheeks they be the bait
NJ 908 Come up this is for the state

Like
C-c-c-c-candy corn bitch eat some candy corn
Eat some candy corn dipshit yuh candy corn
C-c-c-c-candy corn bitch eat some candy corn
Eat some motherf*cking candy corn dipshit yuh
C-c-c-c-candy corn bitch eat some candy corn
Eat some candy corn dipshit yuh candy corn
C-c-candy corn bitch eat some candy corn
Eat some motherf*cking candy corn dipshit yuh

Looking for a precedent
I'm looking at the president
His truths aren't self evident
We've been dead since Obama
If Pence Cosmo and Trump Wanda
Then Kim Jong Un Poof, we're deader than Rwanda
I'm not smarter or better elitist and living for cheddar
The truth have you met her like take off your sweaters
Overdosing common place
Aliens rounded like dogs in a blue collar chase
We have the power let's party on sour exploding c4 on their waste
Talking like this they can't keep with the pace
Bag of candy corn right right to the face

Like
C-c-c-c-candy corn bitch eat some candy corn
Eat some candy corn dipshit yuh candy corn
C-c-c-c-candy corn bitch eat some candy corn
Eat some motherf*cking candy corn dipshit yuh
C-c-c-c-candy corn bitch eat some candy corn
Eat some candy corn dipshit yuh candy corn
C-c-candy corn bitch eat some candy corn
Eat some motherf*cking candy corn dipshit yuh