this is on a lighter note...
i know its seen as funny,lean lunchmeat & always been a junkie,
in a pic lookin grungy & see a drunk me... I shotgun'd three,
why im rappin so i can be mackin fatchicks with good credit,
yea i said it, no regrets kid,who ya'll find me in the bed with,
only one tho two wont fit,dont quit with the feed my-bone shit,
known it like a breast inspector knows tits,too many hydro hits,
one you always take to a buffet,too costly to go to a restaurant
supply of powder to roll my girl in flour.. find the wet spot,
a couple weeks in her bank account,& i can take those ammounts,
causing her next checks to bounce but we can make it I announce
then bought an ounce,laughed inside her house, had an allowance,
climb her mountains after im on the phone with her accountants
maybe I'll get a job Ive intent,but you do so well independant,
check her belly button the area where my dick's been indented,
gives lovers great brain like how she eats to cover her pain,
between sweat & orgasm when she on top call her thunder & rain
shaves her head one day tellin me what a girls taint taste like
wonder why we break up & turns babe dyke,my world aint made right,