Ode To a Fat Pig lyrics

Skanky lady sucked a million c*cks but only f*cked three
A dried up old whore like I'd seen on tv
Sitting in church praying for the babies she swallowed
Calling on Jesus crying tears wet and shallow
With a dimpled white ass softer than marshmallow
Go cry to the rest of the middle aged whores
Dumped cause you don't dissolve like sumac tallow

You smelled you stank
Your belly a sperm bank
Suck like a parasite baby
You know you are
A leach on the wallet and dreams
A burden with a shot
Of low self esteem

Hope you got lube for number four
How long till he knows you're a whore

You took my style
My piercings and tattoos
But it's only takes a second
To see that the obvious truth
You want me
I ain't never gonna want you
Half finished Exodus inspired Thrash tune from last summer. Re-reading, I think it captures the violent spirit crushing male sexual dominance existing in the crazed space between hurt and anger, the part of being man that in hindsight is always embarrassing