My name is Bottle

My name is Bottle and I hate my life

I'm always being violated, day and night.

A giant keeps unscrewing my head

He drinks my blood until I’m dead.

My name is Bottle and I hate my life

I was once a proud member of my ‘Crystal’ tribe.

Then I was kidnapped, taken, stripped of choice

I remember when once I stood with poise.

My name is Bottle, how I hate my life

I was one a prince, now just a pauper.

Where once I had worth, like a good work of art

Now I am reduced to trash, one litre ten baht.

My name is Bottle, I really hate my life

Sometimes this giant, he squeezes me tight.

He draws my lifeblood into his mouth

“Atrocious,” I say, but can neither scream nor shout.

My name is Bottle and I'm sick of my life

It’s humiliating, it is, to be used as I am.

My breath I hold, and my eyes I shut

When the giant and his friends, they flip me on my butt.

My name is Bottle, to hell with this life

I wanted nothing more than to have a good time.

Then he comes along, takes my lifeblood from me

And what does he do with it?

The idiot goes to pee.

My name is Bottle, ugh, what is this life

Now this idiot can't remember if I am his.

“Is this mine?” he says, I’'m sure his brain is a glitch

Jamal you be trippin’, son of a bitch

My name is Bottle, man, screw my life

I just want to go home, get married, love my wife.

Instead here I am, barely able to stand

I wonder what I did to deserve a life so grand.

My name is Bottle, I give up on my life

This is my will and my final testament.

Soon I am dead while the giant live on

I hope he gets explosive diarrhea

Three times in the morn.

My name is Bottle, I'm so done with this life

Just kill me already you stupid fucking giant

You know what, I hope you choke on a brussel sprout

That's it, I'm done, drop mic, Bottle out.