Calling out to someone it seems again I go unheard
left to suffer my emotional upheaval 'til nothing can ever save me
a disaster waiting to happen my storm cloud dying to disperse
to pour its torrential rains on someone saying, "Fuck them all!" as they did me
then I reflect over the last time
and all the victims whom I made suffer
thinking they'd want to forgive me knowing deep down they wouldn't relent
destruction is my surname
wrecking whatever stands in my wake
now I'll ask again for some help
claw at the surface of understanding
until I am able to find reason
still they'll think it's all a game
they'll say, "Juice's full of shit!"
what am I to say in return
to the walls which echo my words
"Fuck y'all, Fuck y'all!"
and in response they'll fuck me back
with n protection from their S.T.D.'s
no foreplay to get me going
using my limp dick to please their clit's
cuz deep down bitches is all they were...