Chorus
Boy, you better worship Aphrodite,
‘Cause that chick’s the god of love,
Doesn’t matter if you do the rub,
‘Cause she’ll make your life shit.

Verse
Okay, that’s right, yo, shit in the sense that you can’t understand,
Make yo stepmother think you’re her man,
She’ll lust after you, dude, I tell you the truth,
Learn your mistakes that you make in your youth,
Besides, there is not a god so gorgeous,
Makes you seem crazy, now more and more,
Just tell me this, does it have to be Artemis,
She’s powerless to defend the shit you’ll get,
You’re reasoning is stupid anyway, now hear me say it,
She’s the god of love, not just the god of playin’,
Everyone loves, so everyone should worship,
Now get in line and pray before this starts to worsen,
Look, I don’t give a fuck if you wise up or not,
Let me make that clear, so think about what you got,
If you wanna die just ‘cause you’re stupid,
Then we don’t want you anyway, but let me say.

Chorus
Boy, you better worship Aphrodite,
‘Cause that chick’s the god of love,
Doesn’t matter if you do the rub,
‘Cause she’ll make your life shit,
Boy, you better worship Aphrodite,
‘Cause that chick’s the god of love,
Doesn’t matter if you do the rub,
‘Cause she’ll make your life shit.

Verse
Yo, shit in the sense of what you’re about to experience,
The subject makes you tense, and I would be too,
When your ma was just the beginning, it’s about to be hell,
Dude, she heard your speech on women and she had to kill herself,
But, in her final note, she’s accusing you of rape,
And once this hits the fan, it won’t ever be the same,
I know it ain’t true, you don’t have to take the blame,
But your father don’t believe you and he’s getting in the game,
And well he’s got three wishes, best believe he’s pissed,
It’s revenge for the missus, and he won’t miss this,
The punishment will be death and it’s too late for changes,
But it could’ve been different if just did what I say,
And worship Aphrodite,
But you didn’t, so you can just bite me,
Dude, you’re useless, so no one will care if you die,
Except Artemis, ha.

Chorus
Boy, you better worship Aphrodite,
‘Cause that chick’s the god of love,
Doesn’t matter if you do the rub,
‘Cause she’ll make your life shit,
Boy, you better worship Aphrodite,
‘Cause that chick’s the god of love,
Doesn’t matter if you do the rub,
‘Cause she’ll make your life shit.

Bridge
You gotta learn your lesson, now,
Man, you gotta learn you lesson,
You know that, fool,
Artemis? Come on now,
Boy, you better worship Aphrodite,
‘Cause you know why, man,
That’s right, you know why,
‘Cause she’ll make your life shit,
Why didn’t you just worship her?
She’s so fine and you know that,
Why didn’t you just worship her?
She’s so fine, she’s so fine.

Verse
Yo, well, you’ve got a couple of things to learn Hippolytus,
You think you’re so smart, well, think it if you must,
But who’s the one who’s dead in the end?
That’d be you bitch, yo, and I’ll say it again,
You dead fool,
‘Cause you such a dumbass,
You understand that now I’m guessing as you waste away in Hades,
And you didn’t ever get no play, see.

Chorus
Boy, you better worship Aphrodite,
‘Cause that chick’s the god of love,
Doesn’t matter if you do the rub,
‘Cause she’ll make your life shit,
Boy, you better worship Aphrodite,
‘Cause that chick’s the god of love,
Doesn’t matter if you do the rub,
‘Cause she’ll make your life shit.