You are a goddamn son of a bitch High and mighty egotist You are a goddamn son of a bitch Smash your head you fucking... You are a goddamn son of a bitch And you can't even deny it You put your own lies on a petestal Then tell them all to submit You love to slander and criticize endlessly Then pass it as your holy scripture You'd rather focus on the trivial Instead of witnessing the bigger picture Your enemies are the ones with the Guillotine The air you breathe is the sent of gasoline Your views are, subjective One day you'll regret it You'd rather insult then take the blame Your friends are, your minions Fantasy opinion Symptoms of an early narcissist Fabricate your own delusions You love to play pretend You'd rather outnumber one enemy Then make up false amends But eventually, they'll outnumber you But I know you'll make it worse No matter what you say or do to them You'll be sent home in a hearse Your views are, subjective One day you'll regret it You'd rather insult then take the blame Your friends are, your minions Fantasy opinion Symptoms of an early narcissist You are everything you hate You always fail to hesitate I hope you never procreate Become your own mistake