[ferretchucker]

mothman likes it,
he really does,
but he knows I'm better,
Like Shaun of the dead to hot fuzz,

So give up now,
I'm better by far,
you know it inside,
Drive away in you car,

You've lost your touch,
There's no more spark,
coz when people read my rhymes,
They all cry hark,

I delivered the message,
now try and reply,
You can write well on your drugs,
But I'm the highest high!