You know what needs to stop?
Filth on the walls.
And crap in the stalls.
Do you feel like a man
With a pen in your hand
Writing racist garbage
While you sit on the can?
Maybe you should wipe your mind
As well as your crack.
Maybe you should read a book
And get your life on track
Stop drawing breasts to try and be cool
And start realizing you're a sexist tool
So how about next time you stop to think
Put your pen away and save the ink
Maybe look at yourself
When you use the sink
Because I don't care if you're black, white, or brown
And I don't care if gay people make you frown
But when you bring your hate in off the street
I want to pee on you instead of the seat