Community Service, this is Ditherer back
To get his feet up on your couch and his spit on your tracks
I rap horse, the last sources gave me the knack
The 2012 kid, jaws still dripping the Gak
Ask me how to rap, get some scary advice
But most bronies now are daydreaming of marrying Mic
Real recognize real, I’m for Steryotype
Or anybody saying "Fuck it, man, I’ll carry you guys".
He got beats around, fuck, plan a verse or three
Staring at the marriages and idiots who cursing these
Writing in a crunch, lurkin in the fandom nursery
While /mlp/ does their whole damn anniversary
Year Nine, now I’m fucking old enough to fear time
Appear blithe with near rhymes on weird vibes
Sitting back a class with Teach sippin’ Cheerwine
Fuck, if IDW can do it I can steer rides!
Virgin, shouts to the people who keep offering
But I gotta get sacrificed, ponies’ll need offerings
Erroria, got a blunt filly as a pony plush
Gimme Philly blunts and I get stoned worse than Cozy was.
She did nothing wrong, I stay seething
The tears are like G5, somehow they ain’t leaking
But don’t think I’m gravekeeping, horsefucker’s
Break ceilings like Mic’s cock, fuck when I nut I’m the Great Seedling
I fuck the beat so hard it makes the fucking track tear
Met some friends in Baltimore, I’m never going back there.

Honestly taking a bow was a bit appealing
Cus I live a double life like I’m spinning a triple helix
Then my man Steryo came and gave me the shit to heal it
So we’re back again, fillies, let me hear you if you feel it, Dith!