Raleigh Soliloquy Pt. I lyrics

Scratch it verbally, or we're gonna know who to kill. We've got you in this f*ckin' movie to exterminate all the lunatics all at once with a filtering system of a God. We're the psycho-semantic police. You can't even see us. How in the f*ck can you do anything about it? We're pure intelligence, you're not. You're biological product of a cosmological universe. You're molecular matter, I constructed you. f*ck you. I made you up, you didn't make me up, you got it backwards. You know who you are? You're f*ckin' semantic blockage. That's what made you up. You're a f*ckin' programmer named Christine Gontarek who f*cked up. She sucked my c*ck, fell in love, and she was locked in. She's gonna get her second chance to suck my c*ck again. If she turns me down, she's gonna go straight to hell, she won't pass "Go", she'll never f*ckin' win. She's the c*nt that thought she was God, but that's okay. I don't give a sh*t, as long as she sucks me off when I tell her, 'cause she's my zombie. I captured that motherf*cker, and she's my cassette. I want that c*cksucker to send me at least fifty-thousand f*ckin' dollars. If she can't do it, I'll try ten. If she can't do that, I'll try five, but that's it. If you got a dowry of $5,000 come out here and suck me off, do what I tell you from now on, and you can join me in eternal time.