haute tropique

rarely does chi factor into

the type of people he chooses to consume

he likes 'em big and overgrown

more meat to gristle

more muscle he can hone

two hmongs from a deli he's sriracha'd and jellied

and made a corset out of him for his belly

a haitian from florida's now a rug in his foyer

a girl from delaware is a high arched back chair

the paper boy's a paper weight

alberta's a lampshade

the fireman's an ashtray

the dj spins as fan blades

when will it end?

oh these horrible things

he asks himself nightly

voices in his head sing

you're born what you're meant to be

if you're bad then be bad the best

if you're good stay away from me

we're a bad influence we're the best

if you wanna steal go and steal what you want

if sniffing women's heels gets you off

i won't watch

and if you gotta dress like a fox in distress

in the woods well you can and you could and you should

oh here's a story of a lovely lady

who had three daughters who drove her fucking crazy

she hacked em up with an old machete

and threw a party with dead daughter confetti

i comb my hair

i brush my teeth

i eat my peace like a good boy's supposed to

i wear a tie

boa constrictive

i eat my pride like a lion's supposed to

you're born what you're meant to be

if you're bad

then be bad the best

if you're good stay away from me

i'm a bad influence

i'm the best

you're born what you're meant to be

if you're bad then be bad the best

if you're good stay away from me

we're a bad influence

we're the best