What kind of monster are you
What kind of monster are you
What kind of monster are you
What kind of monster are you

Every day I’m Jagger Eaton setting records with my grind
I’m stacking paper but it cost me money every month to bind
Bring tens and twenties cuz no one will break the larger bills
Like every business only has fifty dollars in the tills (what the fuck)

Stop clowning dogg I see that money up in the tray
You must have hundreds coming through this fucking place every day
Not gonna make a scene I’ll use my credit card
But when the fuck did spending money get so goddamned hard

What kind of monster are you
Late March of ninety two
Usagi and her friends
Second year of middle school

What kind of monster are you
Stunting on Sailor Moon
The universe in her hands
While you hiding in your room

Warehouses of cash write off ten percent ate by rats
Money flies in at MACH 5 and for your info that fast
I’m pulling 10s of G’s at 10s of G’s Ben hit by the wind
Old motherfucker hair is rumpled but he does it again

I’ll break it down for you unlike those fucks at the store
Once again they won’t break bills that are fifty or more
US currency that’s worthless all across the US
Now my spending leave a trail and it’s a fucking mess

What kind of monsters are they
Jump up to ninety four
Death Busters in your shit
Tomoe at your door

What kind of monsters are they
Daimons all up in the game
Extracting Pure Crystal Hearts
And they got our girl’s name *USAGI!*

Another day another dollar or a thousand or ten
So sick of seeing that same portrait of Benjamin
I’d put it in the bank but I don’t trust the FDIC
Insurance on that shit only goes up to two fifty G

So fucking rich I don’t pay taxes so that ain’t enough
Even my money’s making money keep on stacking it up
You’ll never have shit like I have shit so don’t sing along
Think you know money and the Sailors? Fuckin’ wrong.

What kind of monster are you
Think that it’s just a cartoon
Think that it’s for little girls
It’s for Big Perverts too

What kind of monsters are they
That hate on that anime
That Super Sentai shit
Inject it into my veins

What kind of monster are you
Don’t care about Sailor Moon
My fist so far up Uranus
I must be Sailor Neptune

What kind of monster am I
Sailor Pervert confirmed
I’m at the foot of your bed
Bump in the night that you heard