Coprolalia

Shoot my mouth off every time
Foul and crude but not a crime 
Not a lady not a gent 
Not a mouth that's heaven sent

Swear at bosses swear at schools
Fuck them all and their small rules 
They don't like the words I utter 
Say they belong in the gutter 

But look at me through different eyes 
See my value see my prize
I must suffer every day 
What's bad language who's to say

See my kindness give me hope 
Do not wash my mouth with soap
Love me gently let me be
Forget my words and just see me