Doctor Detroit reborn

…..After I drink my elixir, I don’t care what you started, you sharted before you farted, as if you was retarded, that’s why your plans got discarded, you can chart it, like Dionne Warwick, but you can’t ignore it, you made a mess, you don’t really want to explore it, your career I’ll wipe the floor wit, you and the kids better do your chores and, I better not hear no snores and; ass whippings are becoming a bore, last week I beat you to your core, made you confess to something that happened before you was even born, it’s funny to see your big black ass get scorned, don’t know why you’re so adorned, but I’ma lock your gimp ass up in the basement and only feed you corn, make you put on a dress when all my friends are gone, fit you in a crown of thorns, but don’t get it confused, no forgiveness needed, I know what I do, like Ray Charles, I’ma make it do what it do, til I’m gone; while you in jail getting head from a man with whiskers, I’m out here chilling with my ladies listening to The Whispers.