Hid 'Em Up

Dancing to Sisqo like a dad at a disco that ain’t the diss though you’re a straight up pissed ho handbag on the dance floor where your sandbag **** fall straps see you trip fool your ugly face hit sore wake up toothless seeking a toothbrush though it be useless what a flipping doofus go home harbour a criminal brain damage acts horrible talking his world of bull so thick you believe the tool, keep mans away and hidden they’re out to get rid of him swears on his kid again but the kid don’t remember him, causes trouble is he worth it when all say he deserves it pause, think, is he nervous? 6 foot under the surface, when you’re just a pissed ho out to dance at a disco now granting a wish so this dreg ain’t a missed bro.