Trying To Plant Some Good Intentions

Be home tonight, I swear
But I'm coming home
But at least I'm not
But at least alone

If the blood of the father
Would drip out sockets of anger
I would believe in a stranger
The looks of pink and de-rangers
Your ugly brain is my manger
The size of mountains arrangers
Selfish ways to a plane
Made outta murder

I'm disgusting
A man made in the image
Of a woman
Breasts hang and concave
Breasts hang and concave

Breasts hang and concave
Into bellies of demons
The fat of my enemies
I wear it with honor
That means I wear it with honor

The fat of my enemies
I wear it with honor
I'm so holy
My dick is fat with white privilege