No not the heiress just one from an escort service
They say with identity comes purpose
Im #psychophysical, the rap bastard brushin my teeth with the rustiest daggers
Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,
Except for the lower class, now what's their purpose?
Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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