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DOOKIE HOMICIDE – Wild Boar Rampage: An Exercise in Jestermaxxing

Yesterday my friend DXR sent me a music video for a diss song targeting JPEGMAFIA that he helped record.

I don’t know CHES WSG super well, but we are acquaintances. I think DXR introduced me to him virtually about two, maybe three years ago. This song he made blew me away though. I think this shit is amazing. Well, the song itself musically isn’t particularly remarkable. The context, concept, and lyrical content are what make it special to me. Those rhymes were unintentional, but I can’t not point them out now that I’ve noticed them. Anyway, after I saw this music video, I was inspired to create my own song. Thus, I present to you Wild Boar Rampage: An Exercise in Jestermaxxing, produced by Hari Dave.

I am planning on doing a lyrical breakdown video exclusively on my Patreon page, so sign up if you want some clarity about the meaning of certain lines. I know my writing can be very abstract and esoteric to the average listener, so I’m open to any questions you may have. The lyrics are transcribed below. I may or may not get my sister to help me shoot a DIY music video. Who’s to say what the future holds?

OoooOoOOoOOOooooo
Ooooooo
Oooo ooooo
I can harmonize
Yeah, yeah
I can harmonize
I can harmonize
I can harmonize
I shine so bright
Motherfuckers say
That I be
Harmin' eyes
Yeah
Harmin' eyes
I'm on the beat and I know that you love it
She suck my meat, got my chode in her stomach
Won't take defeat, this my street, bitch, I run it
Rollin' this tree in a leaf, now I'm blunted
Me and my niggas we thuggin'
We chicken nugget
We dip in the sauce like it's nothin'
My nigga, fuck it
Baby back baby back baby back baby back baby back baby back baby
I want my baby back baby back baby back baby back baby back baby back baby
(CHILI'S BABY BACK RIBS)
I want my baby back baby back baby back baby back baby back baby back baby
(CHILI'S BABY BACK RIBS)
DJ Akademiks, I hope that you fuckin' die
Tim Pool, fuckin' die, Bill Maher, fuckin' die
Lou from Paradise, know you runnin' outta time
You addicted to them pills, hope you OD and then die
Yeah, bitch, I'm really like that
Rolled another blunt, and when I hit it that bitch fight back
My single playin' on her iPad
Finna fuck another nigga bitch, I'll be right back
I'm smokin' on that sour tangle
This shit is sour like candy
I'm too turnt up off these xannies
I made that hoe eat a Plan B
You know how shiesty the plans be
You ain't fuckin' up my plans, b
I know her nigga cannot stand me
I'm in her hair just like Pantene
He so mad, he started ranting
Makin' a movie, I'm casting
In my class you are not passing
Even with light skin I am not passing
I did some drugs and my nose started bleeding
Think I'm addicted to blow, I been fiendin'
I'm with yo bitch, and you know I been skeetin'
She wanna fuck me, don't know what's the reason
Probably all of this dope I been chiefin'
Yo bitch a bird like a crow, she stay tweetin'
Sorry to say that your hoe, she been cheatin'
She get on her knees and she blow to completion
Email said my Maison Margiela order just shipped
When I suck her toes I taste salt n' vinegar chips
I just met the bitch, she said that she want me to hit
Plug said it's on him and he gave me an ounce of piff
We eatin' succulent meats
She eat and suck on my meat
Told her to show me her feet
Got my dinner from Sheetz
She put her nose on my belly button
Police ask questions, ain't tellin' nothin'
My homie posted up on the corner
And I know that he is selling' somethin'
Ain't no one more different than Nick
I don't even piss when I shit
I don't even cough from the spliff
I go hard on a bitch
Lately my mouth has been dry as fuck
I cannot fuck on no chopped ho (OHH NOOOOOO)
Yo girl said that she is tryna suck
Yo girl dropped to her knees pronto
You know that I been a soul rebel, I'm a rebel
Bitch, I feel like Bob
Soul Rebel
She eat my dick up like corn on the cob
Just did a tour of the bank I'ma rob
Yeah, fucked on his bitch and it's makin' him sob
Yeah, shoutout to my homie Groovy Rob
Yeah, shoutout to my homie Grob, yah
The bitch done came 'bout three times, I'm like is you tryna four peat tho???
Her vagina is moist and warm, I bomb it like torpedos

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