I stand once more to lower this *****
Cut um off like a mower an rip
with a tight grip the pull string from the motor an ****/
Leave her like a ten  dollar blower, just lips/
down her throat like my knife but that's a lot slower and slits/
your all for show, just about the glam and glitz
you claim a life style that you wouldn't dare live/
you live in the Ritz, you couldn't even sit on the strip
a piece on the hip, lit like a candle so you forcefully stip
gave up all your money, payment for a feigns next hit/
Pooh Bear with the honey, honey your what happens if Eyore and Piglet had a kid.