Well would you look it's Mr Sharp
He's here to mend your broken heart
He knows it when you fall apart
He's here to save the day

But there is something that he does not know
And it taunts him to his face
I wrote discreetly in the dead of the cold night
A little poem that portrays

Seems I have got a picture to paint
Imagine god's worst mistake
He thinks of girls and nothing more
He won't confess he'll never break out
What's worse than death is if you taint
His image while he's talking up
All his alleged homemade protein shakes
Hearing him talk is nothing but pain

A pain
Hearin him talk is nothing but pain

Well look at him he walks the room
You'll feel it when he looks at you
He claims he knows a thing or two
And hopes you'll come his way

But there is something that he does not know
And it taunts him to his face
It's writ discreetly in the dead of the cold night
A little poem that portrays

Seems I have got a picture to paint
Imagine god's worst mistake
He thinks of girls and nothing more
He won't confess he'll never break out
What's worse than death is if you taint
His image while he's talking up
All his alleged homemade protein shakes
Hearing him talk is nothing but pain

A pain
Hearin him talk is nothing but pain

Well I have nothing left to say
This man don't got your broken brains
You'll hear it in my vocal strain
And in my loud complaints

But that is something that he does not know
And I taunts him to this day
I wrote discreetly in the dead of the cold night
A little poem that I've named
Mr Sharp