Sweet, okay makes sense
It wasn't about the sex
Want you all to listen so i rap it in election form
You're softcore, missing the details like cropped porn.
Convertibles with turbo jets
We fight then we have make up sex
I stay awake , dreaming for sex
Monday through monday we be cashing checks
And in love with her, lets have sex
A coward dies a thousand deaths
Just who is malcolm sex
11.1.11 is when it all makes sense
Scat porn with corny lines consistency of grits
Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips
One way or another you'll be givin it up, huhi guess cause i'm black born
Let me consult my magic tome stashed away within this stack of porn
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