🎶 Verse 1 PMS, PMS, Pain Motherfuckers and Lack of Sex Reality unfolds in my loin—no special effects I groan, I moan, but it doesn’t matter My uterus throws chairs like it’s backstage chatter 🎶 Chorus PMS, the FPS game you never win God Mode fails, let the chaos begin Tampons, pads—just paper shields I stomp like Godzilla through hormonal fields 🎶 Verse 2 PMS laughs like an evil Pandejo Son of a bitch, it’s the same damn show Every month, a free episode of Rage Libido’s dead, hormones uncage 🎶 Bridge I bleed, I bleed, no more HP No potion, no spell, no warranty In my loins they wage their wars I scream in memes, I slam locked doors 🎶 Chorus (repeat) PMS, the FPS game you never win God Mode fails, let the chaos begin Tampons, pads—just paper shields I stomp like Godzilla through hormonal fields 🎶 Outro So hear me roar, you monthly curse I’m bleeding poetry, raw and perverse You can’t stop me, I’m mythic, mad PMS be damned—I’ll rage, I’ll laugh, I’ll write my epilogue.
