“Even if a bitch was dying of cancer I would still pussy drill
Because getting her pregnant would give me a double kill,
“But the dark lottery win is if the bitch develop twins
I call it extra icing on the cake that sweetens my sick sins,
“Especially, if her walking dead ass only had five months
It’s a good thing her dying cunt received my nasty nuts,
“No pull out game needed, because I’m cuming strong
A secret she can confess to God when trying to enter his heavenly home,
“I live my life every day like it was bad credit
Making arrangements for better living-I purposely just forget it,
“I deny the life of others like a bank loan
So on the grim reapers dick they can suffer and moan,
“My pockets are always financially celebrant
That is why a woman’s golddigger ways to me is irrelevant,
“Silently I laugh if she try to play me like a Travis Hunter
Realizing to late when I become the instrument of her murder,
“A first conversation determine if I see death
If so, then suffocation whispers is all I hear until their final breath,
“Mentally fucked in the ass with broken glass until the last
Seasoned with a gangbangers headstone and marinated in a blood bath,
“With me, every day is ‘fuck around and find out’ season
The performance of my sadistic sins does not require a logical reason,
“Only an unknowingly volunteer is needed to travel the road of shame
So motherfucka lets play a game,
“The wickedness witnessed is justification of a fucked up situation
As the nervous system create an orchestra of screams without hesitation,
“Asshole naked displaying a canvas of skin
A devil’s delight seen within my eyes as my instruments slide in,
“Hours become days as we both watch the news
The program is despised as my guest’s family cries the blues,
“As an act of mercy I’ll make my guest permanently blind
Because the taste of my vulgar fruit daily has poisoned their mind”.
