I am Skump

Half of me is a real catch
The other half is shit
That I'll admit
My personality is split
I was not born with the name of Skump
It's a funny sounding name, it's dumb
But skump is tough. He's just doesn't give a fuck
He comes out when I'm drunk.
I can't tell you my real name
Skumps mouth would be my claim to fame
Sometimes I wish he was the only one
He'd take all the blame

Duel personalities are hard
My psyche is scarred
Skump can refuse the liquor if he chooses
My original self never leaves the bar
Regardless, we have a lot in common
We're both freaks
We both try to keep the peace
We both have a heart, despite the way we seem
 
Skump is crazy
Not afraid of what he's told
Always been the type to start shit
Hell be that way until he's old
Never scared of a fight
Walks the streets alone at night
Doesn't have what they call respect
Addicted to weird sex

I let him out when needed
Or sometimes just to feed the hate
When he sees disgusting things
He won't hesitate to masturbate
Skump will live in me forever
I'm glad he's there
The only part of me that truly doesn't care
Call him what you will
A freak, a punk
I don't give a fuck
I am Skump