O Captin! My based Captin! Our turning up has begun
The keg has been delivered; we have coke totaling a net ton
The base is near, the boosie I hear, dem ratched hoes are twerking
We follow the based captin, the party is just beginning
But O shots, shots, shots
O passed out on a bed ,
Where on the coach my based captin lies,
Fallen blacked coverd in cheese spread
O Captin! My Based Captin! Rise up and hear the T-R-N-I- dad
Rise up – for you shooms are done – for you I ain’t even mad
For you the hoes be knocking – for you the partys bumping
For you they call, the turnt up masses, all there fist pumping
Here Based Captin! Dear friend!
The vomit beneath your head!
There is some thought you had to much
Based Captin stood up and slammed another ten shots
Based captin stop drinking that scotch you have sure drank a lot
Scotch is for ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ my captin said and pulled out his rum
He devoured it all and said ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ im dumb