Last week in turks and caicos to put my new whip to test
Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed
Above the rest, i put myself to the test
Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast
But little old me with the few facts that i speak
And to test me, practice my skills in the best league
Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west
And if you ever try to put me to the test.
Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed
She's against the ropes but i know she's up to the test
Huh, a metaphor of course
Don't test me unless you got the balls
I skated all day, i just need some rest, i'm depressed
Think your the best then lets put it to the test
You think your hard lets put that erection to the test and
Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different
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