It's ya boy, Lil' Timmy Tim, a.k.a 2 inches proud (yup)
You told me to spit some shit
I'm about to spit some shit impromptu, you know what I mean? (Spit that shit, son)
Straight off the dome

I got my boy, Jiggy Jake, he's in the building (Yes, we're here, right here)
Yes, he's about to hit me with that beat
And...uhm... (Just do it)
Man this is getting too weird (Let's just, fuck it)
Yes sir, yes sir

Y'all alright, alright, let's put this here against the wall
I hope you can see us, 'cause I don't know how my frame is
So, if you can only see my neck: I'm sorry

[ Lil' Timmy Tim dances weirdly in the background, as Jiggy Jake starts the beat. "I like this shit," Timmy comments, as he sways from side to side. ]

Me and Lisa go way back
Hells Kitchen, where's that?
First thing she said, it left me dead:
"They should've held your ass back, 'cause you look young as shit. You ain't never gonna find you a bitch."

But I went to work and I went berserk
And now I could find me a hit (HA!)

Homeland, Homeland, which turned into a Domeland
Meaning: I'm getting dome on a daily
Timmy Tim (is) the next Slim Shady (OH!)
Leave, that is my girl, refer to her as my Hailie
Akjhdashgd TIMMY! I got bars
TIMMY! Superstar

His shit is flaccid
My shit goes hard
Timmy, ten out of ten (10/10)
All I do is win and all they do is lose
Put me on NBN (PAW!! *gun fingers*)

(You heard it here first, ya boy!)
Woah, kill that, yes sir, kill that!
(Should we keep it going?)

[ Video gets cut off and turns blank. We never know what the next verses are. Jiggy Jake, if you read this: please leak the full video. We will be forever thankful. ]