Oh dear Lord
who is I talking about, underneath my breath
I rather read
not sit and not rhyme
very sickly
dreaming of fondling, oh I go under
fondling, fondling, fondling in my asshole
Hope i feel so old

I'm not, i'm not, i'm not, i'm not R Kelly
over the sex videos I been a'watching
in the shits o' where i hold
in thus garbage of where I binge
Get out, get out, get out of my house
Don't need you near anywhere PC World
Run!