Hey Mr Rockstar

Hey there Mr Rockstar

Mr RockGod on the streets of New York

Where do you think it all goes

When you piss down our throats with

You RockGod essence of Lying about

The word of your father

When he said

You would be a good

Singer and then he stopped

Supporting you when you

Started to sing about the whores

That you slept with

Now you are a God

And you say you made it

On your own

But the truth is they all say that

And the truth is that it all

Depends on the right time.

I will be the one who defiles you

If you say one word about me

In the gutter where you live.

Copyright B E Saunders

 

TO:  RP.

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