I'm built on rick and morty
My house of stone and concrete
The light won't catch me bleeding
Book of John: You can't see me
My bitch is fit and sporty
My whip is loud and dirty
My nips are hard and pointy
Home of the free but lonely
My mountain high
Your valley low
My river wide now, baby
Your Daddy's home
My blood is thin
Your road is long
My fence electric, baby
The neighbors are gone
My whisky neat and sturdy
My stick is loud and girthy
I'm walking cool cuz surely
No weapon formed can hurt me
My walls are thick
Where I'm sheltered from harm
No, I can't hear you screaming
I'm living right on
Your beta blood
My aura strong
You think I'd give a f*ck but
I think you're wrong
My walls are thick
So bring on the bombs
No, I can't hear you screaming
I'm living right on
Your beta blood
My aura strong
You think I'd give a f*ck but
I think you're wrong
My mountain high
Your valley low
My river wide now, baby
Your Daddy's home
My blood is thin
Your road is long
My fence electric, baby
The neighbors are gone