Pixie's Warning to the World:

Don’t you ever just hate;

The big waist of paint;

On the canvas they call it art;

I wanna tear it apart;

It’s just dirty.

The work of my hands;

With the brush and the paint;

They say I’m I saint;

But I aint, I’m just dirty.

It reminds me of you,

And the venom you spew;

The lies that you chew;

Youre so grimey;

Your words are untrue;

And your rhymes never do;

Just like you, theyre grimey;

Youre waistin my time;

With youre lies that dont rhyme;

You call it art;

I wanna tear it apart,

Youre just grimey.