I don't care for men, women neither
Men walk around as if their genetials have swine flu fever
but then women are the beaver
We chop down our own trees, but then claim men are the enemy.
Men aren't any different
they'll say they're done with sin, then fornicate with your best friend
She's the devil, pretty faced with illuminating lies
Men are the foolish flies that go for the web
& get trapped everytime.
He is the butcher of most women's lives
They slaughter our fragil innocence with their harsh and brutal knives
They are the contracrtors of our forests deep within our souls
They cut down the trees of our hearts
just to conquer our jewels and our gold.
Women are the weak sloths that stay in place
she watches the predetors ruine her life and lets her offspring be eaten by snakes
She will choose a man over her own daughter or son
She will allow him to inject his venom and believe dying slow is fun
Men and Women is what I don't care for
It is the endless battle between the Ocean and the Sun.