You rain-bows, so you just skittles in plain clothes
That they probably be in the closet of old folks
You pussies ain't shit but venereal disease
He who bows the knee, shall be brought down to grief/
Big bows,screaming fan ,big shows.pretty like a crown,can nothing put
Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look
Until he bows out or he shits his bowels out of him
Everything got a flaw, we desire perfection
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