They call you Turd the Bird, you know that right?
Flapping around in DESPERATE flight
Not love, not grace, not wisdom’s tune
Just squawking to win, like a LOON in June
You ain’t no wife just MISERY soaked
A leader? that has to be a JOKE!
Pretty roman wives bought joy and spice
You only serve up – VENOM and ice
He ran didn’t he? RAN fast and far
To the woman you mocked as fat and tar
Can’t imagine how HORRIBLE it is to live with you
Wake up each day to the curse you are!
Tchk Tchk, what a FALL from grace
He’d rather hold her soft embrace
You’re a PARASITE feeding on HATE
Fueling fires that seal your fate
Girl, GOSSIP is loud and wild and raw
They say you’re from the GUTTER floor
No class, no calm, no education
Just rage, revenge and RUINATION
Like a FOOL you dance in the trance of arrogance
Feeding on FLATTERY like it’s a gourmet feast
Can’t stomach truth, only candy-coated lies
Voice of honesty you send packing and despise
You’re a CHILD in a woman’s shell
with a BABY’S brain and a soul to SELL
You rage while the world just SHRUGS and sighs
A HORROR show you are, under a desperate disguise
You think you’re feared you think you’re praised?
But girl, it’s a PITY how your name is raised
Owned by IGNORANCE and EGO, ruled by SPITE
You’re the punch line at gossip night!
Now don’t you go doing what you always do
Go BARKING around like a hyperactive puppy
Beating your chest like an UGLY gorilla
With a brain that’s EMPTY and very sloppy
So laugh, dear Turd, flap your wing wide
But know this truth you CANNOT hide
Even a ‘fat’ ‘hippo’ with LOVE to give
Is any day better than you for a RIDE