We like to eat
It's really a feat
We are not as weak...
As you may believe at first meet
We are anxious and beat
Denying of our defeat
We get ridiculed for our mass
Way too much time has passed
We do not mean to blast gas
Although we may seem vast
This was not our choice
We never have a voice
I mean, just the other day I was called bigger than the Joyce
Tell me, how do you rejoice?
You don't have much more of a choice.
Your body ain't no Rolls Royce
I think you missed the gist
We don't fucking want this
We've done too much to get pushed around for our wrists
You make me fucking sick
How you gon judge me cause I'm thick?
I thought you deserved my faith...
Turns out you're another candle wick
Bound to be swiped out of existence faster than a whip.
