Lyrics
My art is called egocentric soft porno
Or maybe it’s just narcisism
My one and only subject
Goes from something like anything but
Me ism
Wouldn’t it be easier for beardsley
He could drop the paintings
And photograph his penis
Or take pics of the chicks
Yeah, you know what i mean
Wouldn’t it be easier for escher
He could drop the marh
And make it happen on his matress
2 girls and a cam
3 girls and a cam
Put a dog there and you got polaroid scam
I ain’t no art-ist
I am an art-bitch
I sell my panties to the men i eat
I have no port-fo-lee-o
Cuz i only show
Where there’s free al-co-hol
I am so hardcore
I sell my crap and people ask for more
Call me re-vo-lu-tionaire
I poo on a plate and get it published on visionaire
What i do, it’s called art-shit
And don’t you dare make fun of me Cuz everything i do was featured on the pages of id
I ain’t no art-ist
I am an art-bitch
I sell my panties to the men i eat
I have no port-fo-lee-o
Cuz i only show
Where there’s free al-co-hol
I ain’t no art-ist
I am an art-bitch
I sell my paintings to the men i eat
I have no port-fo-lee-o
Cuz i only show
Where there’s free al-co-hol
Lick lick lick my art-tit
Suck suck suck my art-hole
I ain’t no art-ist
I am an art-bitch
I sell my panties to the men i eat
I have no port-fo-lee-o
Cuz i only show
Where there’s free al-co-hol