You got a question? Please don't ask it
It puts the lotion in the basket
You say bigger's better but bigger's thicker
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 is in, verdict:
Retarded
I'm so tired, and I'm wired too
I'm a mess
I guess
I'm turning on the screw