The Clinic is Gay

Objectifying females, buying bottles for retail

Then marking them up in your songs, prices reflect resale

Fuck only whales, like you Captain Ahab setting sail

On a sea of pussy fat, sex life ain't nonpareil

Yo, you The Clinic but you're sure as fuck no clinician,

Could see puss if you were an obstinate obstetrician

Say you're deep in the game, pills and purp's what you're pushin

White boy talking coke rap, hell of a juxtaposition

Even Def Jux wouldn't give like two fucks

About your derivative rhymes bout bitches, blazin, and bucks

Flying under the radar, now you're just shit out of luck

Gonna fuck you up so bad you'll be straight thunderstruck

Smacking and tacking you with big bold bolts of lightning, too

Verbal witticisms wholly redolent of Himanshu

Himansh-who? Oh right, dude

Forgot Y C M B's the only GOOD music you listen to

25 hunend on your wrist, guess that's your parent's money

Firmly a family disgrace, even Luc looks at you funny