To you, the homophobic religious nutcase as well as the more temperate bigot cloaked in ignorant conservatism, to you, the juvenile and intellectually-blind racist, to you, the one at work who thinks that I need to be as lazy as you to fit into your culture, to you, the lifeless killjoy who whinges about my pictures and everything else, to you, the drama queen who thinks that the world revolves around you, to you, the closeted one who tries to censor me based on jealousy and insecurity, to you, the man I have loved who brought me down with hurt, to you, I present this song.

A concoction of my attitude towards life, penchant for nudism and modelling, gay pride elements and a seductive beat, this unapologetic expression of self-identity crystallises all I want to convey to you naysayers into a nice little package and is my perfect Mardi Gras anthem.