Sampled chorus is from "As The World Turns" enjoy
Derek, see my fuckin name always rings a bell,
Cause I'm the only demon that always sings in hell,
I'm the demon on this earth, let's see who heaven blames,
My twin plays eleven games, with that fat ass Kevin James,
See if I got fuckin bad mood swings, with rude stings,
That's my identical twin, I'm the bee with renewed wings,
That's my identical twin, that's consumin' brains,
Digging up graves, trying to find human remains,
That's me, that's tellin a girl she's with the wrong dudes,
That's my twin, that sticking out his pants are long pubes,
See, my identical twin's the type to pass a note,
That he just used to fuckin wipe his ass and gloat,
He pisses on your lawn, then gripes your grass is soaked,
I'm the one that has good clean humor, and cracks jokes,
He's the one, making funnies about nothing but black folks,
My twin, fucks Katy Perry and watches Russell pout,
He pulls slime out of her ass, along with a brussell sprout,
They threw me out the Ramada Inn,
I said it wasn't me, I got a twin,
Oh my god its you, not again, (x2)
Once again, I'm the demon, but see I'm well spoken,
He's the clumsey fuck, just as soon as hell's open,
He grabbed that non-smoking sign, and fell-n-tokin,
My twin, for some reason wants to kill, Carson Daily,
He's thinking of a way to do so, arson maybe,
I'm the one that fuckin says, that has to be a welt,
Cause for the past year, I've been wearin a chastity belt,
I'm the one, that all the girls think's a conceited bastard,
When really I'm in Botany, to find ways to get weeded faster,
Hookin up with Katrina, just so I can eat'a disaster,
I'm the one, just chillin on the beach lawn chair,
He's the one that's got, Em's old bleach blonde hair,
My identical twin, has HIV but, ironically he can't spell,
He's got his pot dealer on speed dial, he plants well,
He smokes cause he got caught jackin off with Tabasco Sauce,
Don't believe, call this number, and go and ask his boss,
They threw me out the Ramada Inn,
I said it wasn't me, I got a twin,
Oh my god its you, not again, (x2)
I'm the one that gave Nicki Minaj, a sticky massage,
Fucked her on stage, sold out crown, and got iffy applause,
And I'm the one, with terrible fuckin cussin fever,
I'll cuss out pre-pubescent boys like Justin Beiber,
My identical twin, playing baseball is the lead batter,
He's on home plate, fuckin swingin a weed wacker,
My twin is me switchin up, from an ass to asshole,
If you haven't figured out, but look at the glass half-full,
I could be hiding bombs in my pubes, at the airport,
Didn't get away with it, now both of me's hair's short,
Both of me wants to get in the biz' and go triple platinum,
Release a CD, milkin white girls, like I'm nipple rappin,
And if you don't believe me, just know, I'm a bipolar bear,
I flair up at every little thing, I know I'll die a solar flair,
My identical twin, where's cheap cologne, he keeps at home,
And the mafuckers so stupid, no wonder he sleeps alone,
They threw me out the Ramada Inn,
I said it wasn't me, I got a twin,
Oh my god its you, not again, (x2)