This is a song about "Grumpy"

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Aww don't be grumpy / you "fans" think like you accomplished something

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

I'll have your grumpy ass refrigerated,

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

You may think i'm obliterated i'll have your grumpy ass refrigerated,

Off of your melody

My ass got sulky n' grumpy