Phat Psycho

I do not think I can survive with you

Always making sorrow in my soul stew.

Starving me, I can't even eat some rice

But I'm so stupid I still think you're nice

Call me piggy when I eat some oatmeal

Then smack me around, making my head reel

Steal my cherry while I have naught a grape

Do I like it? I don't know, is this rape?

I go and make my doctor fret and cry

As he treats my wounds he just asks me "why?"

"I AM a pig." I really believe it.

Sadly, at the time I had zero wit.

But when you say I'm pretty, I forget

I throw everything out the window. I'm your pet.