Offensive

Adapted from "What Comes next?" from Hamilton the musical

They say,
The pride of my drawers not a size that they’re willing to lay.

Insane,
You cheat with the Mensch, now I’m rubbing my lance and in pain.

I’m so blue,
I thought that we’d made an arrangement.
When you went away,
You were mine to subdue.
Well, even despite our estrangement, I’ve got,
A small query for you:

What cums next?
You’ve been freed,
Do you know how rare I am to breed?

You’re on your own,
Awesome, wow,
Do you have a clue what happens now?

Panties fall,
Erections rise,
It’s much harder to maintain this guise.

All alone, lost to thee,
When your people say they hate you,
Don’t come crawling back to me.