You think I give a shit about what you think of me-

I can't even express half of it through this poetry-

Fuck it give me another mixed drink-

So I can go vomit in the kitchen sink-

Let me take you for a ride-

One with a homicide caused by formaldehyde-

Or maybe cyanide by an Oceanside-

But even then I shall not be satisfied-

Is this an act of war filled with blood and gore-

Or a backdoor through a corridor to a world war-

You think your hardcore-

I'll fucking declare war-

And kill you all with a flamethrower-

You think I give a shit-