I kick out the jams and tell you who I am
  I said I'll make you shake your ass like Les MaCan
  And the you're out talking shit like Yosemite Sam
  You've got the elephant feet like Les McCan
  Up the crack of dawn I'm on my way
  We're talking two foot dump and there'll be no delay
  'Cause I'm gone, the shit's getting out of hand
  I'm changing my middle name to first Trem
  I'm walking on the rhythm like Philippe Petite
  I've got hole in my mouth where my teeth should be
  You ask whatever happenened to the rappin' duke
  I heard the Captain's gonna sign him to Jive and that's the truth
  taking care of my functions still smokin, up the shrubery
  I stopped eating chicken 'cause the shit was too rubbery
  Produce organic from my own yard
  Only the freshest herbs and growing's not too hard
  Dreaming on it, screaming on it, ready to get dumb
  Waking up my long joint, ready to get some
  Looking at my board and my old boots
  Seeing a waist deep champagne moment of truth
  And on the court I've got game like my brother Matt
  I give a shout out so where you at
  But don't get souped Mathew 'cause I'm a take ya
  Horatio Park right now and I'm a shake ya
  Give me the fresh count 'cause you know that I'm stressed out
  I need some inspiration so get the best out
  Like Rock Master Scott, I'm on the request line
  Writing the fresh rhyme, having the best time
  Good vibes flowing all around
  Not a worry in mind as the friends around
  A shout out to Linda riding pow forever
  Well the Bird is the word and you're as light as a feather
  Well I smoke a bag of rat weed 'cause I don't care
  and I'm waking old ladies out their underwear
  I like the boomin' grannies in big old panties
  I'm giving, it to grandma making her crazy
  I might be a white boy but I'm no goofy
  Got beats like Bobalou on "I Love Lucy"
  I'm not like the Skipper on "Fantasy Island"
  I'm more like Captain Shtupping when I go back whylin'
  The Cire Traverse out to Death shoot
  or S.T.H. when they let me back at the Deuce
  'Cause I can't get enough of that funky stuff
  When the going gets rough ain't going out in the sluff
  Down with Bubble Gum and Ninth Creation
  Get down we've got the sound sensation
  Kid Fresh is back from the 80's
  And we're doing it for the ladies