You got a question? Please don't ask it
It puts the lotion in the basket
You say bigger's better but bigger's bigger
White boy dressed up like a figure
Drawn inside a toilet on the wall
The world is round,
my square don't fit at all
They say those who can't just instruct others
And act like victims or jilted lovers
You can't lose it if you never had it
Disappear man, do some magic
You want a reason? How's about because
You ain't a has-been if you never was
I sound like this
Scared to say what is your passion
So slag it all, bitter's in fashion
Fear of failure's all you've started
The jury's in, verdict: retarded
I'm so tired and I'm wired too
I'm a mess I guess I'm turning on the screw
