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