Your Attitude 

You march up in here

With a look on your face.

Looking like you think,

You own this place.

But Sir I got news for you,

You better back it on up and get out of here.

Honestly dude,

Your attitude makes me sick.

To me and everyone else,

You’re a mother loving prick.

Drop the attitude,

And back up out my space,

Before you end up,

With a fist in your face.