[Tobi Lou:]
Uh, this that uh-uh-uh
This that new-new-new
This that uh-uh-uh
This that new-new
It's that, that uh, that one
Yeah, you got it, uh huh, right
This one is for you
Of course I love you
I love all y'all
You know

You
I forgot why I love this song
Please remind why I can't forget
I show up late to my own party
And blame it on the fashion tip
I'm told that my mother hates rappers
Mom, I hope this ain't too rapper-ish
I can't wait to announce an album
Just so I can push it back a bit
Everybody wanna be somebody
But everybody can't handle it
Me and the norm' don't get along
That's why I'm so above average
At times I wonder why my parents had me
'Cause I don't know how to act and shit
And God knows that they didn't plan me
I'm one hell of an accident
Congratulations, it's a boy

[Tobi Lou