This is supposed to be like a punk-rapsorta thing... if nothing else it’s evidently insane! 😛 

My Own Stan

I’m a two bit hack

Oh those two bits

Go throw shit at the wall

Watch it not stick no

Too slick gotta get a polypropylene drip

And spicy food to cook me up some fire shit

Cuz you can throw a hissy fit when all the shit you throw don’t stick

Or you can be a bro and thermoplastic weld it

I’m a turbojet but I don’t have a fan

If you google this bit then you might understand

Scope a diagram of a turbofan

Ponder how I’m afterburning with no bypass man

Go throw old town road on repeat again

And I’ll sing myself a song called

You’re a bland prick fam

Cuz I’m my own Stan

Let me say it again

I’m my own Stan

I’m a super fan

I’m my own Stan

And I don’t give a damn

If you don’t understand

Cuz I’m a super fan

I’m my own Stan

To me I’m fucking superman

I’m a drop of water and Titania anode

But the sun won’t rise and I think that’s all she wrote

Though photocatalytic water splitting’s crazy shit

I’m a space case based on pluto placed too far away for it

What a waste of pigment and refreshing drink to sip

When potential to amaze exists where sun can’t hit

And unlit remains a teeny tiny silent drip

Instead of breathe of fresh air

And drop of fuel for flying with

Oh I’m my own Stan

Let me say it again

I’m my own Stan

I’m a super fan

I’m my own Stan

And I don’t give a damn

If you don’t understand

Why I’m a super fan

Cuz I’m my own Stan