[Intro] Bro Oh my God (Gracious) Bro Histackė! Histackė! [Verse 1] How can I be homophobic? My corn is tired (They tired) Hitman in the toilet, I see a bad one and I cannot whine (Can't whine) I ain't know I want that cranberry juice 'til I find out my battery died Now I gotta use Lincoln's sword to skrrt to my house and fill up my mind Soon though, see the hunger in my bros Psych, the one in my mind is closed Can't pick up the phone, that was the one I chose Stop it, she don't know [Chorus] I'm a bro We know I'm a bro We know I'm a bro (We know)