[Verse]
King of the porcelain, crown slightly tilted,
Toilet paper fortress, throne room built it.
Here I sit broken-hearted, plan aborted,
Came to shit only farted, dreams distorted.
[Chorus]
Flushin’ my pride, my dignity drowned,
Echoes in the bowl, that sad, empty sound.
Stomach playin’ jazz, unpredictable art,
But the encore was weak, just a solo fart.
[Verse 2]
Tummy rumbles lied, false prophet in disguise,
Thought I’d drop a masterpiece, Pulitzer in size.
Now I’m scrollin’ memes, sittin’ all defeated,
The throne room’s cold, my mission uncompleted.
[Bridge]
Oh, the betrayal, my gut’s cruel schemes,
False alarms ringin’, shatterin’ my dreams.
Tried to compose a symphony of relief,
But it’s a fart sonata, brief beyond belief.
[Chorus]
Flushin’ my pride, my dignity drowned,
Echoes in the bowl, that sad, empty sound.
Stomach playin’ jazz, unpredictable art,
But the encore was weak, just a solo fart.
[Verse 3]
Bathroom sage, scrollin’ ancient graffiti,
“Life stinks sometimes,” yo, the wisdom’s gritty.
Sittin’ on the can, life lessons I’m learnin’,
It’s not about the throne, it’s the journey, not the churning.