This is a song about "My peener"

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

I wonder so often

Grab my knife and my gun

My talent should take me places i've never been

This is my original, my validation

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

I could think of a couple positions for you

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

That is my wish, my fantasy.

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