The best part of waking up is a new night to capture,
Scaring piles of p**y meat awaiting my rapture.
Pulsing, dripping, wet, warm, and here for my pleasure.
Use and abuse
Sleep, k** - repeat.
s*uts and who*es. These filthy girls want me in their mouths.
I deny at first,
Just to hear them burst, and beg for satisfaction,
I try and seem, to not know what they mean,
To create a type of distraction.
She grabbed my co*k, so i grabbed my glock, and this sh**s gotten fun
And she knows my dick tastes so much sweeter when shes staring down the barrel of a full loaded gun.
Oh my god babe,
I'm gonna blow!
In a few more ways than one,
My co*k, my temper, and my urge to dismember,
All up in your face (along with my gun)
Oh yes, fresh flesh, nailed up to the wall,
I skinned this b**h and removed her tits,
Then ravaged her gaping hole,
I am the Type A Secretor.
No trace.
No match.
No clues to follow.
And it will be harder for you than it was for her to realize,
And to swallow