Verse 1:
Porcupines up in here
Don't need no fear, just give 'em respect
You try sneakin', you better swear (oh no!)
They'll quill your ass like "sorry, man"
Talking 'bout baby animals, yow!
Mama raised him off the menu, not gonna bow
Too many teeth, they keep, all stuck out
All thangs look smaller than porcupine's doubt.

Chorus:
It got spikes! Got Spikes! Gotta love it! Porcuspinuh! Quills put it over the top, goes boopin’ on some scales
Love that precious, ain't so illingy, now these my nilla fries… Bi-polares in his is ways - just lives for female gaze
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