Please come Visit Me, dawg

Well back in 1912, I could kick your ass
I did the tango and the foxtrot before it got banned
There was ragtime and jazz before there ever was rap
Now I'm trapped with a colostomy bag in my pants
I just rap just to get by

Now I'm kicked to the side
Sucking blood from the back of my neck, I recollect
Suffer jet, just to get

In my himley. Oh, himley, I think you're better with me ... OH!
So I got liver spots bigger than Dalmatian dots, I'm all alone,
won't you come visit me, dawg?