You got a question, please don't ask it It puts the lotion in the basket You say bigger's better but bigger's bigger White boy dressed up like a figure
Drawn inside a toilet on the wall The world is round, my square don't fit at all
They say those who can't just instruct others And act like victims or jilted lovers You can't lose it if you never had it Disappear, man, do some magic
You want a reason, how's about because You ain't a has-been if you never was
I sound like this
Scared to say what is your passion So slag it all, bitter's in fashion Fear of failure's all you've started The jury's in, verdict: retarded
I'm so tired and I'm wired, too I'm a mess, I guess I'm turning on the screw