Lyrics of Clitacasm

Cataclasm

Cataclysm, clitacasm,
U honey boy got down here for a reason
Don't need no prism
Just get the rhythm
It's altruism
Yet an euphemism

Not a new feminism
Should i give you some lessons
And work for ma sis' huh?
Don't turn 'em into nun huh?
Just make them come come hun
Turn on the right button
Or you'll end up on your
Rackashak back like a turtle