[Verse 1: Fellatia Geisha]
You ain't got the guts to be who you want to be
I make cuts chronically 'coz the anxiety
Of not making it
Bracelets to hide my wrist slits
One track mind like hit clip
I like the way you lick clit
But I still think you're dip sh**
Sticking your co*k in me
With no idea of who you want to be
No direction your erection
Needs people like me
Who f**s men she feels bad for
You hear that b**h I think your a sad who*e
So next time I sense a shred of self respect
The doors over there let me direct you
You don't want to leave? ok, well let me dissect you
Rip the fibula from the tibia
Rub them against my labia
Makes me feel like a lady uhh
Not crazy just uninhibited
Put the nose cartilage
Where the heart is
b**h look what you started
Your retarded
[Breakdown: Fellatia Geisha]
Yea I'm the bad guy
Or bad b**h
Which ever suffix
You f** with
[Verse 2: Fellatia Geisha]
Juggle the chainsaw
Smuggle caine in brA
Rhymes make your brain thaw
Got an insane jaw
That could lock at any moment
Leaving your co*k all alone and
Apart from your body
It's on the floor rotting
Point your f**ing fingers at me
I'm happy to take the credit
Post my links all over Reddit
What I gotta do to get it?
I'll do it
I'm desperate for this rap career
If it don't happen I fear
I'll jump in front of car like deer
SPLAT
No words for that
Resort to scat;
Skiddley diddley doo dat;
That's what you f**ing rappers sound like
I could sample any sound byte
And it's all b**hes hoes money
You a sh**ty slow dummy
Regurgitating
Everything you've heard to date and
It's so unoriginal
All the subliminal
Messages you process
While I ate the beat like f**ing sausages b**h