[ Featuring Skeet ]
I had sex with my therapist I hope insurance covers this
She let me vent like Among Us oh my lord
I'm big chungus fat ass bungus whole got face like John Mayungus
Boingy oingy slap that stick, pussy talking cunillingus
I practice 30 hours a day, drink that creatine and pray
I get on my knees at the end of the day the hustlers prayer is what I say
I pledge allegiance to the bag and to the grind for which it stands
I pray the lord the bless my hands to slap these hoes and stack these bands
Knocking the rings out her pussy like Sonic Adventure 2
Slidin in her dms with my brand new soap shoes
She had a big phat ass, mondo gazungas, tiny waist
You put cheese on a burger and it's gonna get ate
Summer's come to pass yea baby it's the end of September
And she waking me up with that shlop on my member
She a saint on my jimmy, got cheeks like a baboon
Staring at the base from the tip like that's a longview
Dick look like a mushroom yea she vibin on the cybin
Pussy's like an onion it's layers got me cryin
I am a pussyholic I got problems but I'm tryin
She compilation on my vine like, why you always lying
Spit bars Mike Mike Tyson beats biting off your ears
Tongue inside her asshole and its bald like Britney Spears
Real day 1 cracker climbing walls and breaking ground
Bloody dick inside your bitch I'm pulling out I'm like a bloodhound
She said god damn Boston, you so well endowed
Then she go down like bow chicka wow wow
I eat that vajayjay that pink pussy slay slay
We drinkin' that lead paint like Skeet, it's my birthday
