I wubba lubba dub dubad’d myself today

To see if I still Rickin’

I focus on Morty

The only thing that’s real

 

The portal gun tears a hole

The old familiar dimension

Try to zap it all away

But I build everything

 

Which Rick am I

My sweetest Morty

Everyone I know

Gets Aids in the end

 

And you could squanch it all

My empire of turds

I will destroy your dimension

I will rape your butt

 

I wear this crown of Rick

Upon my genius chair

Full of broken thoughts

I cannot repair hah

 

Beneath the stains of Pickle

The Ricks disappear

You are someone else

I am still Pickle Rick

 

Which Rick am I

My sweetest Morty

Everyone I know

Gets Aids in the end


 

And you could squanch it all

My empire of turds

I will destroy your dimension

I will rape your butt

 

If I could fuck it all again

A million miles Morties away

I will squanch myself

I would find a way