You try catch my eyes with your slimy mind, saying,
Cmon, raelene, buggerise me, I walk on by, behind
My back, you call me whore and slut, yet, not satisfied
With that, you pull out your privileged trick-joker,
Your Tracy, to insult me, and still you’ll not let me be,
You have to come up behind me, with your claim of
Superiority, your dick pointed, and say I asked for it
Just let me alone, I’ll be who I wanna be – a lezzo, me
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