I'm not here to fuck around
Unless we're talking pussy
Gon' take you out in a round
Like the rap industry
Blood on my sheets, shit stains
Broken bones if we're enemies
You may have a life sustained
But not the rage in my melodies
Walking my head far from home, my thoughts are still with me
Running away from love and fate, I'm too afraid to face it
But how is it helping
Am I just a depressed kid
No my whitees!
I'm not the one to say I'm lovin' it
You live in your own world
but you're bringing the world down
You want to buy a Mustang?
Ask Mother Earth how it sounds?
Modern existence's a contest
Who has the biggest nuts
Lord knows
But you're being the nuttest
Your body is hiding in a hotel
While your soul's hiding in a nutshell
My dick is coming and your ass is Winterfell
Are you Stark enough to resist my penis' influence
If you're 'willy'-ing to be cocky I will 'putz' you in your place, you tool
I'll make you fly like Peter, Pan, prick
Demember you, Johnson
Take your manhood
I'm gonna slap you,
Schlong