make a spin-off of Allstar, here are the lyrics: Somebody once told me I was kinda moldy, I ain't the freshest fruit in the bowl. My skin's getting saggy, my smell's a bit too laggy, And now I'm going out of control. Well, the molds start growing and they don't stop growing, Left me in the dark, yeah, the fridge wasn't glowing. Didn't make sense not to throw me out, But look at me now, I'm a fungus sprout. So much to do, so much to see, But it's tough being moldy and free. You never know if you'll be left or cleaned, Hey now, I'm all spores, get your mop, gotta sweep me. Hey now, I'm all spores, get your mask, gotta bleach me. All that's greenish mold grows— Only shooting spores—they glow.