Dylan Ross - Sextrafikanistan lyrics

I'm about to go on a damn rampage Dylan comin' with that bump that'll put your punk a** on the front page You got a problem with me? Whats your sons age? I'll put you both under, just like John Cage I got enemies, lord knows Dylan Ross got enemies As to be expected, all of 'em suffer from pa**ive-aggression Obsession, and jealousy Whats the matter with the media Matter of fact Whats the matter with everything Everything in this world is f**ed up, cause of people like you Bottom line Thats the thing f** politics f** a wedding ring Burn logs Have an orgy in the woods In this lifetime In a million different dimensions I'd have a billion orgies, if I could Infinite goddesses across the nation Double penetration All up in rotation Lost all sense of feeling, after masturbating But I got my bo*er back, after waiting Let me get back to what I was saying To the motherf**ing task at hand Welcome to my world Welcome to my Sextrafikanistan dil*os instead of guns And guns like Afghanistan Sextrafikanistan What you goin' to school foe (x2) I heard you go to school, hoe )x2) You look like you ain't having any fun Or makin' any dough You look just like a shallow hole with no hope Come on babe