Look at that bitch in the back of the room
Kick him in the face
Make him cry link a cont
A "cont"? Continued? A misspelling? What are you trying to say?!?!
And when did men become bitches? It's non-intuitive to me, unless one is making one another one's bitch. But that requires something active, not "looking at".
I will note that, on the page (of which there were several), there was a large gap between that fantastic opening line and the line with the kicking imperative. As if another thought, as-of-yet unformed or at least not-yet finalized, was going to fill it. What will those lines be? We may never know!
You say that I have changed
That everything is feeling strange
This was much later, on page 2 or 3. I'm woefully sorry I missed what was in-between, but this is clearly some kind of emotional watershed moment. I'll take a leap and say that he's probably no longer referring to the kicked bitch, but now a woman. Who is this woman? Does she know about the kicked man? Is she somehow responsible for the kicking, or even involved with the kicked man? Perhaps you feel strange, sir, because you kicked (in the face, and made him cry continuously) the new friend of your (ex-?) girlfriend.
Perhaps kicking people in the face is the changed behavior to which she refers! I can only hope your poem / song becomes published, so that I may learn the answers to all these fragment mysteries!