You don’t even need to change the lyrics that much…
Hello, my name is Stevie Hoffman and I’m a dumb white guy
I’m not old or new, but middle school, fifth grade, like junior high
I don’t know mofo, if y’all peeps be buggin’ givin’ props to my hoe 'cause she fly
But I can take the heat 'cause I’m the other white meat known as “Kid funky fried”
Yeah, I’m hung like planet Pluto, hard to see with the naked eye
But if I crashed into Uranus, I would stick it where the sun don’t shine
'Cause I’m kind of like Hans Solo, always stroking my own wookie
I’m the root of all that’s evil, yea, but you can call me Spezzie
Burn mother fucker, burn!
You don’t even need to change the lyrics that much…
Hello, my name is Stevie Hoffman and I’m a dumb white guy
I’m not old or new, but middle school, fifth grade, like junior high
I don’t know mofo, if y’all peeps be buggin’ givin’ props to my hoe 'cause she fly
But I can take the heat 'cause I’m the other white meat known as “Kid funky fried”
Yeah, I’m hung like planet Pluto, hard to see with the naked eye
But if I crashed into Uranus, I would stick it where the sun don’t shine
'Cause I’m kind of like Hans Solo, always stroking my own wookie
I’m the root of all that’s evil, yea, but you can call me Spezzie