Into the sixty
Growing filthy
Acting like a teen
As where you've been
Poor fake rocker
Unable to be proper
Farting like a been
Pretending to be clean
Ego of a shitter
In the end a bitter
Dancing like a queen
Just being a scheme
Post cool faken
Depending on the baker
A parasite king
Putting brothers in a bin
Knowing you will end
With your shit in your hand
Unable to scream
The prick you've ben
Vasco Pompaelo*