The fog moves like butter attached to heads Lyrics

You know the fog moves

You know that it's too true

'True' with two O's, there are no U's

There are no U's in my 'true'

There are no E's, you have to believe

Matt Hancock, I saw him in the sea

I tried to pull up but he went flee

I promise I wasn't being mean

I want to attach the fog

Eating butter, moving a lot

Moving a lot 'cause I need to go jog

Swear down I need to get a job

They're moving too fast

They hit a wall and crashed at last

Their body's as thin as a mast

I saw them and I just went past

Representing the flag

Moving mad on the map

Throw you in the water, make a splash

Making all of these MPs crash

The stocks fell down, they all got mashed

The stocks got done up, they got slashed

You know what, I might make the Pooja app

The app where I just go and sell my raps

Pooja is too smart

Pooja makes the art

Do not make remarks

Because MC Pooja's fast

Eating butter while on a chimney

Walking by, can you all see me?

You can't see me, I'll have to flee

I'll hit you in the head eventually

Yeah!