[Verse]: All that sh** my parents did in the 70's got my chemistry messed up I'm paranoid, sociopath, mentally f'd up If I meet a b**h I know she'll eventually press up And gas my head up, enough to empty a Hess truck I always look a couple years younger with a fresh cut I fess up, I'll f** a bu*ter face who got the best bu*t Recently she hit me up, told me that she'd pick me up Daughter's in the back seat s**ing on a sippy cup I thought it was ironic A cycle of pretty s*uts In 12 years some young dude will be getting his dicky s**ed Hoeing ain't hereditary, it seems so unnecessary Them b**hes s**ing dick until they go in the cememetary Them young girls be idolizing Paris and Lindsey Tara and Brittney, now all their apparel is skimpy Skinny is pretty, self esteem is real real sh**ty So they go off and show off they a** and titties It's psychological The entertainment scene is diabolical They grab ahold of your soul and try to swallow you I ain't trying to preach cause I love f**ing birds It's disturbed when I think about the sh** I observe I gotta, stop, look and listen The way I live my life is like a constant contradiction Cause I'm hooked on s**, it seems so complex To view these women as more than just than s**ual objects They in they videos with they shirts off and skirts off I'm at home, pants to my knees ready to jerk off And I feel so torn They p**y looks so warm I'm trying to transform but the Internet got p**n Easily accessable, hoes that look incredible It's hard to think that women weren't designed to be s**ual My primal instincts to sink dick in pink p**y lips Till the day that my sh** goes limp I gotta stop, look and listen Stop, look and listen