Verse 1:
How could u be so mean
Just because
You got teased
Well f** how could
Anyone get over themselves
Back then
While men on ships
Can get a grips
And move on you
Should be asking youself
A question
How long ago
Was i born for lorn
With the truth
For lore within the
Booth now my name
Means sh** other
Then some rhymer saying
Bazooka tooth
Its a god damned flook
Verse 2:
See now im a storyteller
Too now heres the
Truth d**hwishing upon
Men is nothing but
An excuse for feeling
Depression
Excuse me aesop
Doth not follow
What i say
Is carpe diem
Not the freedom
Way ?
Freedom of speech
Freedom of speak
No problem with
That no im talking
About man to man
If your real maybe look
Into the soul of that
Those you wish to
Edgar allen poe
Show em remorse
Diversify before you
Dissect their body
Find out what makes them
Tic before turning into
Another savage man
Of your unintelligent
Savage land
Im poor just like you
Vexing dont help
Just puts books and
Hate on your perplexed shelf
Escape from reality earns you nothing
But d**h like you wished
Upon someone else
Hopeless
Maybe you should be the
Grimm reaper
See what happens
When your the ultimate
d**h keeper
Wait too late
Out of stories
Already six feet deep
Stuffed in a dirt
Box freezer
Cause truth being
Told nothing but
Earthworms
And maggots
Come devouring us
Up maybe
You shouldve had
More friends and
Thought less
About yourself
In the ends
Dont pretends or
Kid yourself
Your shallow life
And imaginary wife does
Nothing but pretense itself
Come around the corner
And say to you
Foreigner hey aesop
Was up?
Can i get you
Enough wine you'd stop
And say okay thats enough