ShirkJerk from Mayo Supreme by The Muslims

This is haram
you know qurʼan
donʼt do us harm
donʼt be so bad
piss off your dad
heʼll cut off your phone
then youʼll be mad
blame it on us
say its our fault
we did no wrong
we serve allah
you wrote a punk song

Father, O Father, Iʼm sure that itʼs true.
The drama, the fitnah Iʼm causing for you.
Searching and searching for certainty.
Only thing certain I know is your TRASH.

UGH.

Sister, O Sister, Iʼm sure that youʼre mad.
your blaming your caging on me? What a drag!
“Faggot oh faggot, you thought that you had it.
Allah and your family handles your baggage.”

Shirk Shirk Shirk your dick off, your head is in your hands.
You can leave my by the waste side, Iʼll call you when I care.

Brother, O Brother, youʼve fucked me the most
Tuck me in corners and torch all my poems
Coolin oh coolin, your using your kufi
To cup out the koolaid you piss

UGH.

Mother, O Mother, I hate how you feel.
Caged in the pages of patriarch spiel.
Splitting your kids into spaces that take away agency
From you. I guess that weʼre done too.

Shirk Shirk Shirk your dick off, your head is in your hands.
You can leave me by the waste side, Iʼll call you when I care.

AAAAAAAAAAAAH
AAAAAAAAAAAAH
AAAAAAAAAAAAH
fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you lil bitch.

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