If you can see it you'll believe it
If you can dream it you'll achieve it
Everyone's a pervert all mixed in like a bucket of sherbert
Maybe if you curb her only memories of turd verse better call some workers
I see you now what you covered in makes me so sick
I deem you now what your lover did it be so shit
Maybe it's a trick lately it's a bitch I'm just so confused
What to call her call him call they call them I'm so confused
Some minds are fused and abused it eludes on just what to do
Oh no they got you loose in the nude it was crude but you still do what you're told to do
What you're told to do
What you're told to do
What you're told to do yeah
What you're told to do