Dads mean, isnt he (an ode to Jeff Wam)
He sits at home dreaming up shit he can post on the internet cause in real life hes a bitch I guess Moms cooking really does suck, and the girls in your playboys arent nearly enough youll probably fight back with some weak response kidding yourself about who you are It aint hard to tell you reek of a loner probably mad at your daddy with a sideways boner people like you usually sit downtown asking for change with a FUCK MY PARENTS frown but hey, you got your lies I guess thats all you need a few years from now, I know where youll be... I tie the worm on the hook I cast into deep water Should I catch a bottomfeeder Ill turn it into skillets fast I guess I just watch my bobber
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