Shut Up your f**in' mouth f**ing who*e
A lot of debts to god are still behind you
How you will improve, only you know
Keep on s**ing co*ks b**h and we will meet in hell
You used to be beautiful girl
But you've turned into filth (Dirt)
Your Imagination takes a lead over your appearance
Your doubts cannot give you anything
I can feel the smell of rotting from you
But you smell like a goddess
You have a lot of friends
Parties and night-clubs are your life
f** of, go away from this live
Dirty creature unworthy of anything