There once was a girl named Beth,
who looked like warmed over death.
She dropped to her knees,
said, "Oh Brandon please,
I need the money for Meth."

She crawled out from underneath,
then pulled her knife from its sheath.
She robbed all his money,
Brandon, remember sonny,
Never trust a girl with Meeth.

Brandon Brandon little guy,
Fucked the girls and made them cry.
It wasn't his girth,
It was just their self worth,
fading like smoke in the shy.