in order, for one to metamorphasize, from one's inner self being projected out into

the astral plane and to rematerialize into an inanamite object or another living

organism for that matter is entirely and absolutely impossible, however



if i was your tv i'd be like, look at me

if i was shooting star i be like shooooom (peace)

if i was a fat bitches thong i'd be like hell nah

if i was a hotties thong i'd be like ahh

if i was a cuss word i'd just be like, fuck

if i was a rock on the moon i'd be chillin like sup

if i was a butthole i'd just be an exit

if i was the DOC i'd be like "man this is bull shit"

if i was your tires on your car i'd be like (car noises)

if i was the bumper on your car i'd be like ahh fuck

if i was a balloon i'd be like (balloon losing air)

if i was Alyssia Milano i'd be fucking Joe Bruce

if i was a radio DJ i'd probably say, point 103

if i was a richie ass bitch i'd be like, um ok

if i was spin magazine i'd put a mirror on the cover and be like

fuck us and all our readers, even this mother fucker

if i was your mental stress i'd be catching up

if i was your headaches every now and then I'd be like thuuummmp

if i was your tounge i'd be hatin' your teeth i'd be like

ah why do you try to bite me every time we eat?

if i was a chair i'd be like sit here

and if i was kid rock i'd cut my feathered wolf hair

if i was your muffler i'd be like shhh quietly

if i was a price tag i'd be like you ain't buyin me

if i was a fresh DJ i'd be like (scratching record)

if i was jam master jay i'd be like(scratching record)

if i was a cheap clock radio i'd be like (radio static)

if i was barry white i'd be l