Hey hey by by. Here i am again. This is a song about Life and death. If you need to stick a needle in your arm. Just to make a song. Thank somthing is wrong. IT dosent make you strong. And i can hear that your not on. Sing my a song. And show me that you belong her. Show me that your carrer Will be Life long. Not a year long. Breake the needle in half. Start write a song a bout a bitch that fucked your friends. While you try to make the ends meet. I don't care how much money she spend. Or how her body bends. SHE own my some money. Every cent has rents. I hear you want too be a musichen. That depends on the contend. Im not your friend and you Are not my wife. So why should i help you whith your Life. You dont want Kids. Cause they Will drag you down. If you dont know. You can’t do it wurst than you already done. You say you hate men. But love being fucked by them. You fucking ho. You Are 28.but look like your 40. Even the best makeup. Wont cover your ugly skin. Ref:wash your Mount. Scrub your body. Cleanse your pussy. Than glu it together. Find a priest. And suck him clean. Than start praying every day. It’s the only way. And you dont get paid. 2:if you fuck this UP. Than you truly dont give a fuck. Youre just a sluth. So shut the fuck UP. Im so tired of your Bitches. Talking trash. Remember you Are trash. I rather fuck my grandma. Than you. I think my friends to Will do her. Instead of you. Thats how ugly you Are. In the inside and outside. Get your Ass down to the old folks home. And go to work. And suck them dry.