Corbetta the Clown

Lyrics

Verse
So there is a corbett that's a Corbetta a male as a woman and nothing the less, but a stressgina idiot asshole who where's is panties upside down like his whole face wired and everyone is getting tired, he faked his death like a scour mutt who's bitch ass lent everyone around him a hooror shameful show only to get a crown, however a shit laced fire cracker that's a living time to his own disguise and because he cries like wanamna be looser, so thru and thru he married a Looney bin screw off woman who is a shitsou.
Pre-Paid-Chorus
What a slims ball so drewy and half assed shit-sh-sh-sh-i-i-t-t faced little bitch that's screwy a time bomb in the mud of a cookie jar in his damaged body pocket of douch.
Chorus
what a broken escapespad of shit waste with a multitude half pinned brained wiper baby blade of broken scumballin, what makes you so bright when your not even a white knight and nothing to hold on to, but a shit-eat-e-e-a-t-e-r, so go fuck yourself you donkey rear end and go blow old man scum out your fucking dick you stupid dick, what makes you a loose is having looser ass brain cells that strum you as a third wheel of waste of everybody time buzz junkie-e-e.
Verse
What a scum bitch head you stupid low life bum and a stupid ass crumble fruit cake, because there is no sweet there except a old shit-ass-creek of a mess that with a dress called Corbetta lace line a disgrace basket case.
Pre-Paid-Chorus
What a slims ball so drewy and half assed shit-sh-sh-sh-i-i-t-t faced little bitch that's screwy a time bomb in the mud of a cookie jar in his damaged body pocket of douch.
Chorus
what a broken escapespad of shit waste with a multitude half pinned brained wiper baby blade of broken scumballin, what makes you so bright when your not even a white knight and nothing to hold on to, but a shit-eat-e-e-a-t-e-r, so go fuck yourself you donkey rear end and go blow old man scum out your fucking dick you stupid dick, what makes you a loose is having looser ass brain cells that strum you as a third wheel of waste of everybody time buzz junkie-e-e.
End Verse
In closing a nut job and a basket case go hand in hand and he is married to a buffoon clown truck that's full of muck and both of them are mutts and I never thought that I could be such a shrew, but I guess who a somebody that dosent love anymore the crumble weeds if trash and not that there was ever something, however how can you love a guy that sits back and makes you cry to be abused for there own amuse, so go fuck yourself Corbett or Corbetta the clown you stupid shit clown.