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