Everyday I keep my sweaters hanged
That doesn't seem so strange
I ain't stunning jerseys like my name's Danny Ainge
Well can the manks be contained
My man Jingo playing Pachinko
Get back here Johnny don't talk to the Pinkos
And bother worrying about the Communist lingo
Yeah, 'cause this ship's about to sink like the SS Minnow
I keep my sweaters hanged, don't like 'em rearranged, won't even try to change
I keep my sweaters hanged, don't like 'em rearranged, won't even try to change
I keep my sweaters hanged, don't like 'em rearranged, won't even try to change
Keep my sweaters hanged behind my closet door
Not many people really get to see them anymore
Haven't washed 'em in awhile, like I got 'em off the floor
Start to light 'em on fire, and use 'em for warmth
Like my name Jim Morr and I missed July fourth
Shoutout to Andawg cause I'm spittin' what he's written
I got more flows though and that's the definition
Still got more rhymes in my munitions
Dropping more rhythms than bodies in the Battle of Britain
I keep my sweaters hanged, don't like 'em rearranged, won't even try to change
I keep my sweaters hanged, don't like 'em rearranged, won't even try to change
I keep my sweaters hanged, don't like the rearranged, won't even try to change
Yeah man, I don't lie, on the brink, boutta capsize
Gonna find the demise, but it don't matter, buy some more fries
Let us colonize and pick up some fake Vans because they fly
That's my two Lincolns, not like the Goomba, whom'st'duh would that even affect
Maybe Zach with his spartan helmet
That's all I gotta say, I'm rambling away, J-Had out