You said your girl looked like Drew Barrymore I met her She looks like Drew Carey more Wearing way to much makeup And no one really cares about you Like the Grey Cup So shape up I break it down like Jenga My rhymes look good Like tight shirts on Tapenga Went to your show And I was the illest there I do it with ladies Like Lilith Fair Well prepared like a Cub Scout I stay in the painting And never get sucked out If you're in the club, shout It ain't a suggestion If Iversons the answer I'm the question Kinda funny Like something that tastes weird Not your everyday Like a kid with a gray beard So, I tell a story like Chuck Dickens When I'm on the mic you got problems Like people who fuck chickens