The Feminists - Buttered Up [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Alec]
I'm feelin' sheistier than John Lennon's wife was
Avocado style, dig her out, and she's a tight one
It's not allowed: no teeth, she's tryna bite somethin'
So I peace to the retirement home and I entice 'em
Find a widow with the nice gums, have her swallow
My cajones until they're swollen and I've gotta ice 'em
We mail order females over borders and we cuttin' corners
But we gettin' four for the price of one, bitch
And I rhyme nicer than your priest was
Freestylin' with my dick out, I'm eating pizza
Beasta, bong rippin', breathin' out and yea I'm weeded out
And knockin' fuck boy rappers on they keista
These YouTube preteens are like a feast for
Me and Viva, roll in tandem like we the police, see us
See me, I'm a beast and you rappers all leashed up
One sixteen, I'll leave your rectum in pieces
Ape shit, I call it primate feces
Incest, stagin' blind dates with my nieces
Now I'm heatin' up and I don't know the degrees or
The disease that makes me breath and shit reefer
See the white splatters on the long-sleeved T-shirt
I clean it up at my leisure
Hi, we're The Feminists, nice to meet her
But we treat our women like we're living in Egypt
Bitch, do your research

[Verse 2: Viva]
Deranged youth, caged in the booth, a nuke
I'm sprayin' shit till I faint, it ain't nothin' new
I'm psycho, yea, whatever, just changin' the roof
Layin' the truth while my girl stays playin' the flute
Complainin' she's got a pain and it's anal induced
Sayin' shit's gotta change cause she can't even poop
Claimin' she got a name, I ain't got the faintest of clues
I smoke weed every day but that ain't an excuse
Cuz homie I shit bricks on infant no name rappers
With fat chicks fuckin' rubber dicks
Rubbin' dicks against oven mitts and nun covenants
Middle fingers up screamin' "Motherfuck the government"
Feminists, cummin' in your burger buns, I'm lovin' it
Bump us in your fuckin' eardrums, start hummin' it
In class and get slapped by that **** bitch
Thinkin' of dumbest shit to spit, just havin' fun with it
Gettin' the honeys cummin' and the rapist can't stomach it
I'm somethin' sick, somewhat sick and tired
Of eatin' pussy that smells like expired hummus dip
But fuck it, I huff and I puff and I'm stuffin' my tongue in it
Butterin' the muffin then I'm suckin' my cousin's dick
And spittin' his cum in a big bucket of onion rings
Vivarosa on that Paul Bunyan dick, yea
It's all fun and shit till Fig's butthole rips, bitch