Answer:
He was my friend, but what the f*ck? I slapped him down 'cause it was fun.
I stole his girl, I knocked her up, I had my fun.
I'm allergic to myself
She kept the kid, went on the dole, I took her cheques, I spent it all.
Went in my lungs and up my nose, she loves me so.
I'm allergic to myself
and now the kid's a f*cking brat, just like his dad a f*cking rat.
He hates his mom, he thinks I'm great. What can i say?
I'm allergic to myself
It cracks me up, It makes me scratch.
He's still my friend, she's always back.
I'm allergic to myself.