Overdosed on horomones, my brains soaked in bleach
I'm a fickle little fucker, fuck a thought I need meat
I need a little bitch, I need a little teet
I need a little bit to hold me over for a week
As my ass is on trial, judge you're offended not my fault
Never once been offensive, I'm just here to share my thoughts
Surrounded by lovers but alas I love alone
And a target's just a target not a lover to own
As I'm out on my own, blended into the crowd
Endure the dirty looks as I stand proud
A senile loon soaring high like an eagle
Carried off to sea on the backs of the regal
But the backs are getting broken because they can't take the weight
Never once had to work, never once had to wait
Now they find the predicament that I carried clear
Hard work pays off if you ever get there

You gotta persevere, wait to congratulate
Instantly gratified but the reward came too late
Playing games is so easy these days
The challenge is to find it, I mean what can I say?
I don't play nice, I break all my toys
But I break it I buy it and I find a new joy
Throw it in the loony bin or punt that kickball
Run around laughing as yal wait for the fall
But I'm balanced like a badass that just blasted off in bliss
Blatantly speaking my britches are too big
Trying too hard at jocking at that ass
But the mare made a run before I made a pass
Too busy looking now I'm stuck in last
Too busy moaning now I'm stuck in the past
Too busy to be busy, or to even make sense
I may be stuck back but my thinking's too fast