Scrape, take till he breaks
Your independent shit is just so fake
Hot shot till he bought
Now your job is spending his hard got
You beached leech who battle bleeds
Protecting both sides of your Hane’s panties
Your Trump gun is your son
He wishes he could shove it back where it’s from
You know he means it
And now he’s mine, babe
Don’t care what your contract says
His hunger’s for me
And I keep him well fed
Stage, page your outrage
You’re just finally getting what you gave
Hop top your soap box
With how much you consume you’ll just fall off
To be sweet you think is weak
But one smile at him and we adulteried
You smug slug call your judge
I don’t want half his stuff just all his love
You know I mean it
And now he’s mine, babe
Don’t care what your paper says
His thoughts are all me
The life that’s in his head
And now he’s mine, babe
Don’t care what your last name says
He comes just for me
The wife that’s in his head