whoo Blank, i'm thrilled, droped the meal on pants
you talk more 'bout dicks and porn flicks
than any cheap whore i meat on my block
no handshakes to your side, i'm too afraid to catch desiece that you've got from last nite.
trying to bite me? oh shit, now i haveta be scared
too bad that there's no cash to buy you another nerves set.
i teased you, however couldn't expect that your ass's gonna blow up like gAyser, synonymic to definition of "faggg"
claiming yaself STRAIGHT DOGGGG, too many gees in that word,
to many dees in this world
for you to dig and keep score
but brain can't take it no more,
one more felafel you've blown
and now your trying to cope,
had diarrhea too long??
talking to me like you God,
newborn Messiah of rap,
but going limp is your stamp
you caught yaself in that trap.
go shit around in your chat,
and buy viagra for date, 'cause claiming me being gay and how you disrespect it, only shows that you latent and prolly impotent
but i can only guess, it's not my business at all, except you just your proctologist's about to know.
and now i'm done my (straight) doggggg
stand on your four feet and walk,
and keeping rolling shit, till you get stroke,
i promise to give you a call for blowjob.