This is my shit, anyone will vomit,
The stench can get to your soul.
It's so bad, so very very bad,
Even my fart doesn't smell as foul.
Oh well, it's my shit, I'll eat it,
That or I could suck my fucking thumb.
Food no longer my thing, assholes are king,
I so wish I stayed illiterate and dumb.
And piss I try, Pepsi I can't buy,
That's really all recycling going on.
All you do nowadays to eat is kill,
And kiss moist assholes till dawn.
Well I resist, naturally I eat shit,
There's nothing to comfort.
I'm up against a wall of brick, very thick,
Made of egos of the egotistic sort.
