Viva la Rebellion
I was trekkin back from the homeless shelter lookin like a bum when I walked past these dudes taking out the garbage. A rat ran out the garbage bag, I stepped on it’s head and ran down the block screaming. A couple dudes came to the rescue thinking I was being attacked. I started bustin up, then told them what happened.
You think you’re gonna bogart on the patriarch Acting like a hot pocket On the side thottin Raising up the temperature Irresistible Then you thrown koniption When they eat you up
Day and night All through Seeing eyes all watching you Take a load off Kick your feet up See these days go marching by All the while All is fatal Ain’t nothing holding on
He, she, him, her, they, them, ze, hir Call me whatever makes you feel secure A pronoun don’t define who I am in this world When I try to define the definition of me The thing that never comes to mind
is a letter to represent my sexuality LGBTQQIAAPDCNGGG What the actual fuck does this have to do with what makes me me?
