WARNING: These lyrics are not pretty. I'm tellin' ya now. If you are a delicate flower, don't read any further; otherwise, don't complain to me about the profanity. I'm just tellin' ya what I heard, yo.
Second base? What the fuck you tell Nick, punk?
In the second week we was dry humping. It's gotta count for something.
Listen, girly. Surely you don't want me to talk about how I nutted early cos ejaculated early and bus all over your belly, and you almost started hurling and said I was gross, go get a towel you're stomachs curling. Or maybe you do.
But if I'm embarrassing me, I'm embarrassing you and don't you dare say it isn't true.
As long as the song's getting airplay I'm dissing you."
by The Distinguished Marshall Mathers
I'm wiping away the tears...what a sensitive piece of songwriting...sniff sniff.