Bathroom Stall

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On the bathroom stall is the place that they draw
The bad ones, the misfits, the kids with some balls
Sprawled a dick, a good joke, a number to call
But when I pulled down my draws, I drew nothing at all
So this is my picture, had years to make a decision
On what to draw, I just knew that I would draw that shit different
Your dick tip don't have a slit, you ain't tryin
F*ck a dick, I'll switch it up and draw a vagina
Nah, I'm playin', I'll probably just put on for my last name
Or write out a quote that helped me get through my past pain
Bomb threat could get me out early on Friday
But I don't want twelve pullin' into my driveway
In nine ways, I could draw the same cat dead
Said bet, then went ahead and picked up the pen
When a voice in my head said that I gotta address
That my drawlin' abilities aren't up for the test
Then I hear from my left, hey man, are you done yet
No fuckhead, you could wait till the sunset
There's revenge to get, for myself as a rugrat
And I ain't leavin' this stall until I done that
So I, unwrap some toilet paper start on a rough draft
So I could trace the lines as it hangs from a thumbtack
Workin' real slow as I sit on my numb ass
Hopin' someone shittin' feels a feelin' that's unmatched like
Cool art, no, it came from the heart
They rip a fart in awe, knowin' I hit every mark
Not specifically me, just wanna give em' a spark
Or some imagery of truth as they're wipin' their arse
It's hard
For me to vent in this room with no vents
That smells like, human shit and cigarettes
Was goin' hard on the sketch until the paper ripped
But there's no paper left, so I can't start it fresh
You gotta do it for you
Is what the people said
From outside the door, they know what patience is
Because although they're mad, they're also curious
On what the outcome of my little scurry is
So it's time to choose, do I go for it freehand
Start somethin' now and come back on the weekend
Nothin' sittin' right with my voice of reason
And I won't do a thing if it don't have a meaning
So I won't draw the answers to the latest test
Or a girl with her tits bustin' out her dress
Shit, I won't even draw someone pitchin' a tent
I'll draw nothin' at all, cause that's the way that it went
Well, Jesus Christmas, man, it took you long enough
Yeah, I know, I'm sorry
La-da-da, big shot, let's see what you drew
Uh, no, I'm leavin
Wait a second, there's nothin' new on the wall
Who was that guy
And where's the toilet paper
F*ck him, pussy-ass bitch
F*ck that guy, f*ck that motherfucker
He took the toilet paper, who is that
I said we kill him, honestly, I said we fuckin' kill him
We show up to his house, we find his family
We find his dog, we kill them all
He no longer exists
And then we'll get toilet paper from his bathroom
No, we're shittin' at his house
We're shittin' in his house

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