My-Diss-Ability:
Baby, Pick on Me.
I have a disability,
It’s called me.
I have a disability.
It’s called me.
I shit like a monkey,
And sting like a bee.
I see the world plenty.
It’s all about me.
Baby... Baby... Baby!
Red Roses deep.
Did a tree fall? He?
Or just the wrong note?
Sound trying to breathe?
I have a disability.
It’s called me.
I have a disability.
It’s called me.
My-Diss-Ability:
Baby, Pick on Me.
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