Is This a Party, or a Dick Measuring Contest - Dr. Acula

The bar fills up and the drinks star mixing

A cluster fuck of shame dispensed to lower your neck

By the time the bar keep hits the table

My sights are set on tonight’s last pathetic attempt

Movin like a huntress across the dance floor

We meet at the waist and re-discover our flaws

She’s shaking hard when i sniffle so softly

She drops her glass and knees right down to the floor

As i show her to the basement apartment

That has been built on endless nights like this

I won’t stop you your on your knees baby please

I understand that this might might come as a shocker

Don’t get upset you were somewhat still worth it

But at the top you gotta flip this shit fast