Depressed Bitch

Four legs walking I’m a depressed bitch
Cheap rent got me living by the helmet kids
I’m sad as shit but I’m the shit
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You asinine critics isn't got the eyes for true art
Your head is in your asses and you smelling like PU, fart
I sculpt I paint and dance my egotistic selfish view start
Noticing my talent 'cause I hate my fucking job
Cause I’m crawling through the rocks of this social system
I don’t got on any socks or pants I’m slummin' in the bums
Got a nose that’s like a cock to compensate for tiny thumb
I still think that I’m the one

I’m Mr. Squidward Tentacles
Tell all your friends and tell your hoes
That I’m Mr. Squidward Tentacles
I don’t need a single other fish they all expenendables
I’m Mr. Squidward Tentacles
I’m Mr. Squidward Tentacles
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I Kinda wish that I was Squillium though
(doot)