Lyrics Back in the day before cultural marxsist Someday they told me it could be just like this Standing up and acting like they are your friend Until the shit hits the fan i was warned about people like you a back stabbin people pleasing puke

a wolf in sheep's clothing a fox in the hen house when your off your meds you should be in the nut house agenda driven unforgiven acting out of blind ambition ass kissin soul suckin money gubbin Road whorin Muthafucking son of a no good bitch Its better if you dont exsist

why don't you just get outta my face your gettin on my nerves just leave me alone your such a turd If had it to do all over I wish we never met i feel much better about it if i knew you were dead

why dont you

fuck off and die here's mud in your eye fuck off and die that wont make me cry why don't you fuck off and die