I guess this is the story of my first time
I let it unfold as beat is played
The first time your boy got -
Oh boy nothing quite the same
Yes the story of my first time
When two hands enough to count my grade
Youthful recollection in the shade of grey
As lay this erection
Down for the day
Now - where were we
Back in 09
Damn you were fine
Oh so divine
Wish we intertwined like the vines
For a fine wine
Like a 1989
Bag of goon
As the moonlight glistened
Listen as I get christened tonight
Listen as I get christened tonight
Better pray on your holy water
That your daughter can't relate
To this story of dumb and dumber
And the girls who opened their pearly gates
Oh in the dark
Curtains of bicentennial park
Oh what millennial lark
We hitting it off
You sip, then spitting your drink
Cos I'm making your to laugh
Now you got me wet
Vow to return the favor
Just not as of yet
Let's savor the flavor
Let me feel your breath
I guess this is the story of my first time
I let it unfold as the Smirnoff swayed
You grab my hand, firmly
You place them your chest
Your breast
Real curvy
You're making nervy
But I came pre…..pared
Just in case
You graced me
Let my face be-
Tween your legs
No seeding you eggs
The rubber that I kept
Between the leather and thread
Where I keep my paper
My tails my heads
It's been there for a while
Got quite the vile aromatic profile
*It kinda smells off let's not use it*
Can i hit it raw..
Yea nawww
I guess this is the story of my first time
The first time your boy did not get laid