Or maybe i'll just rape her
Three quarter bills later
Aha you got so many jokes
Give me black bitches, white hoes, new clothes
That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape
In three states you're accused of rape
2.0 fully demonstrated so i guess dead dad jokes and fag jokes
80 holes in your shirt, there: your own jamaican clothes
Of sheer genius, smoke and mirrors, tactical, practical jokes
In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes
Jokes on you i don't have a car
That gal want me ride har
Lies, tangled with fiction
Rape you with repetition
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