White boy: I don't think it's a problem cuz
Most of the girls ask for it

Kathleen: Uh huh, how did they ask for it?

White boy: The way they act, the way they...
I... I can't say they way they dress because
That's their own personal choice

White boy: Some of these dumb hoes,
Those s*** rocker bitches walking down the street,
They're asking for it, they may deny it but it's true.

Lay me spread eagle out on your hill, yeah
Then write a book bout how I wanted to die
It's hard to talk with your dick in my mouth
I will try to scream but the pains a little nice for me now

White boy... Don't laugh... Don't cry... Just die!

I'm so sorry if I'm alienating some of you
Your whole fucking culture alienates me
I can not scream from pain down here on my knees
I'm so sorry that I think!

White boy... Don't laugh... Don't cry... Just die!
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