[Verse 1: Fellatia Geisha] You ain't got the guts to be who you want to be I make cuts chronically 'coz the anxiety Of not making it Bracelets to hide my wrist slits One track mind like hit clip I like the way you lick clit But I still think you're dip sh** Sticking your co*k in me With no idea of who you want to be No direction your erection Needs people like me Who f**s men she feels bad for You hear that b**h I think your a sad who*e So next time I sense a shred of self respect The doors over there let me direct you You don't want to leave? ok, well let me dissect you Rip the fibula from the tibia Rub them against my labia Makes me feel like a lady uhh Not crazy just uninhibited Put the nose cartilage Where the heart is b**h look what you started Your retarded [Breakdown: Fellatia Geisha] Yea I'm the bad guy Or bad b**h Which ever suffix You f** with [Verse 2: Fellatia Geisha] Juggle the chainsaw Smuggle caine in brA Rhymes make your brain thaw Got an insane jaw That could lock at any moment Leaving your co*k all alone and Apart from your body It's on the floor rotting Point your f**ing fingers at me I'm happy to take the credit Post my links all over Reddit What I gotta do to get it? I'll do it I'm desperate for this rap career If it don't happen I fear I'll jump in front of car like deer SPLAT No words for that Resort to scat; Skiddley diddley doo dat; That's what you f**ing rappers sound like I could sample any sound byte And it's all b**hes hoes money You a sh**ty slow dummy Regurgitating Everything you've heard to date and It's so unoriginal All the subliminal Messages you process While I ate the beat like f**ing sausages b**h