The first draft of anything is shit.
Blame it on my confidence, blame it on your measurements Shut that shit down on sight That’s right
Spend your money like money ain’t shit
Money, dance, turn this shit into a nightclub.
You give me them anemic bits of shit, I’ll fucking throw them up your ass sideways.
Fuck off you, you fat useless sack of fucking yankee dankee doodle shit.