F.Y. & Y.W

The paper husband loses to ROCK
Scissors fucked him up first tik tock
He came for me, but Queen takes ROOK
His IQ is no comparison, he's fucking shook

He tried to get a court order to get me to talk
Bitch keep my daddy's gun then, AND just WALK.
I'd rather lose that, than speak to you
Fuck you karmic, & everything that you do

This is my Art, just in music form
Telling on you and all of your harm
Youll never shut me up, or make me dead
Everyone's going to know youre fucked in the head

Everyone's going to know, how you rape girls
And how your energy makes me fucking hurl
Not using your name, so fuck off to the right
Left is incoming, but for you its an exit- good night.

You're a rapist, cheater, and thief
You smell like a dirty hookers Queef
Your skin resembles AIDS blow out sores
Probably from sleeping with Copycat whores

They shared your bed, probably shared your name
One even claims she looks the same
Ones a MUD blood, thought she had game
Instead she shared her STD blame

Both of them nasty and fucked up to the core
Only worthy of leftovers, a no good whore
Keep that bitch, and leave me alone
Stop trying to get me on the phone.

Everyone's going to know, how you rape girls
And how your energy makes me fucking hurl
Not using your name, so fuck off to the right
Left is incoming, but for you its an exit- good night.

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