The Masses Are Asses

I still get angry I still get sad And the losers still drive me mad And I wonder If I have anything to say anymore Oh yeah I wonder if I have anything to say Except the ma*ses are a*ses They're all a*ses Things still piss me off And things still make me cry Poetry's in motion but not in mind Poetry's in motion but not in my mind Poetic justice will come in time And I just have to laugh I just have to laugh Because the ma*ses are a*ses We're all a*ses Ma*ses are a*ses every day Ma*ses are a*ses in every way Woo woo