Slamming the Status Quo

oh you want to slam me I don't think so son ill crash your ship upon the rocks while laughing just for fun straight whip out all my cocks and peck you till your done id like to take the time to slam the government but there all just pawns who don't know where they all went so I pet them all like newborn fawns don't you remember its the people who are to be number one and for the kings and queens what the hell is wrong with you want to keep us picking beans I hope your crown turns black and blue don't make me do the knocking with the power of the sun and money don't get me started dude I do this stuff for free any other way is rude and even if I eat some crumbs I'm above the ruthless scum how about the church a layer cake of bull**** thousands of years old stagnant as a piece of birch growing with some mold no wonder they try to rape us cause there really number none