The loop is closed

And all other thoughts

Social boundaries

And polite filters

Are sucked into this vulgar singularity

It represents a total breakdown of

Executive cognitive control in favor of a

Raw repetitive and satisfying sensory stim

The ass loop, the black hole!

I wrote this song

But now I can't get the ass loop

Of black holes out of my head

It's so on the nose~

Ass, hole

I'm still obsessed with the ass of it all

It starts as a term I read

Maybe in a chat or on the web

Then I fixate on the word

And another word

Ass. thеn whatever happens in-bеtween doesn't matter. Hole

I mean if it goes through my head

My tummy will definitely be true

Therefore the ass loop engages

Shooting black holes like rainbows

It's FUCKING insane!

I'm still obsessed with the ass of it all

You can call me sass-less, tactless or poor

Loo goer, poo shooter or just a fool

But you can't take away my supernovas of profanity

It's in your face

It's in your plate

It's all over your hole

I'm still obsessed with the ass of it all

Walking down the street with this ass

Winging it from side to side

Bumping into strangers who walked by my side

Blocking the sun, my ass is in their sight

I'm still obsessed with the ass of it all

It's like taking a moon and mooning it through

Winging it staying true

I'm stimming like hell rapping the term

Why is it so funny to me? Well what the hell...

I can choose when to stop and

When to trigger a kick

To the balls

You can call me sass-less, tactless or poor

But you can't take away my supernovas of profanity

It's in your face

It's in your plate, it's all over your hole

I'm still obsessed with the ass of it all

Walking down the street with this ass

Winging it from side to side

Bumping into strangers who walked by my side

Blocking the sun, my ass is in their sight

You can call me sass-less, tactless or poor

But you can't take away my supernovas of profanity

It's in your face

It's in your plate, it's all over your hole

I'm still obsessed with the ass of it all

Walking down the street with this ass

Winging it from side to side

Bumping into strangers who walked by my side

Blocking the sun, my ass is in their sight

You can call me sass-less, tactless or poor

But you can't take away my supernovas of profanity

It's in your face

It's in your plate, it's all over your hole

I'm still obsessed with the ass of it all

Yeaaahhhh dabba duwa wah!

Oooooooooooo

Uuuuuuuuuuuu

Eeeeee

Do poop