I ain’t got rhyme and I ain’t got meter
Shove that pussy in my face cause I’m hungry to eat her
if I meet bat’s mom I’ll be polite and greet her
When I walk my dog I carry my heater
If my neighbor talks **** I’ll find his daughter and beat her
did elph get help and buy pussy and drug
I expect it and respect it cause he’s a punk rock thug
I’m a bigot and a racist I’m southern white trash
I’m petty and I hate you just for having some cash
I’ll never do nothing I cannot bootstrap
Can’t even hit the toilet when I’m taking a crap
I brag on the forum that I’m getting some head
But everybody knows I’m really ****ting the bed
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
There’s covid in the air I cannot catch my breath
Cut off my head for Christmas call me Lord Macbeth
If there really is a god he must be smoking some meth
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