rap about a stupid guy named Lincoln
Uh, yeah, listen up, y'all
I got a story 'bout a dude named Lincoln, he was straight up stupid
Always trippin' over his shoelaces, couldn't tie them proper, no cupid
Lincoln, oh Lincoln, what a clown
Couldn't even find his way around town
Lost in his thoughts, couldn't focus straight
Ain't no genius, just a mind filled with debate
Used to call him "Linky" for his lack of wit
Couldn't solve a puzzle, not even a little bit
His head was empty, like a vacant space
But he strutted 'round like he was a king in a race
Tried to do math, but numbers made his head spin
Couldn't multiply two plus two, he was truly a sin
His logic was warped, his reasoning absurd
Like a defective computer, continuously blurred
Lincoln was the type who would argue 'bout the sky
Saying it ain't blue, but green, oh my
Couldn't understand the simplest things in life
His stupidity cut like a dull butter knife
He thought the moon was made of cheese
Believed in Santa Claus, and his silly sleigh breeze
Like a child lost in a never-ending dream
Reality wasn't his forte, not a part of his theme
So next time you meet someone as dumb as a brick
Think of Lincoln, the guy with a mind so thick
But hey, we all have flaws, yeah, we all do
Just hope you're not as foolish as Lincoln, too