…there are enough insults in my head to fill up a swear jar and have it overflowing so dont get me going, don’t dare start you’ll never see me again, Amelia Earhart I’m poppin’ a wheelie off to a really unfair start I’m past grinding for me, guess I just be grounded up like ground round or a pound of chuck tightly wound as f-ck till the fire marshalls come shut Fire marshall ground ‘em up I guess you should just shut the f-ck up and stop f-cking around and duck I aint playing this time, I told you I’m not down for blunts to say I keep it 100 would probably sound redundant like calling a bitch a hoe, or asking a gal to suck and blowing your d-ck cock is she up to scew and down to f-ck it’s a man’s World and I’m trapped in a land of smut with a thousand sluts wrapped with muzzles running through a house of muts otherwords I’m shutting up everyone one of you bitches mouth’s up and I’m watching my language if I tell you to kiss my f-cking butt and aint sh-t changed, my sh-t still dont stink player my farts may have become staler ever since I became a trailer park celebrity maybe my complexion became a little paler poster job for white trash, I’m a garbage pale kid sailor yeah, see me up all in your b-tch means I’ma rape her, all I got for these hoes is d-ck duck tape and a stapler so b-tch you better look for table scraps to scrape her I don’t subscribe to the news or the free press but homie I get the paper!