There’s demons within the ink in my pen reeking of sin.
I’m cheating to live but it’s deeper then this “believe in him” shit.
I believe in him! Shit! But I’ve sold the pinkest of slips.
To be really sick like my penis was in the sleaziest bitch.
With the greasiest tits, and my semen can spit freely in it.
Can’t keep me from kids, Like M…J teaching sixth grade.
Cutting young’ns like Pastor Troy with a switchblade.
To me ya’ll is Bitchmade, Had your moms lips ache.
In her mouth my kids played, now she can spit game.
Damn I’m sick Mayyne! I’m coughing like a corpse in it.
Then I wake up healthy, Wack as fuck in an orphanage.
It was all a dream, Fell asleep reading Word up magazine.
My boys Biggie and Pac over there on they mattress sleep….
