I'm banned from TV cuz they're sick-a-more-me
Hangin dead with their fam from the sicamor-tree
With a chic-at-fourteen i stick my dick-in-morphine
So when this wicked-whore-feeds on it shes-sick-in-mornings
So make her stick-ta-orgys, for leading more-spasms
As this whore-fathoms back on havin four-orgasms
Sore-adams apple, I was screamin all night
Cuz i was straight up dreamin of fuckin demons,-alright?
Alright, i see it your way, were cool and landing-smooth
Until i wake up and bake your mom inside a tanning-booth
Damn shes-loose, how many times I fucked-her-a-day
I busted-her-face, knocked her out and tucked-her-away
Stuffed-her-with-hay and held her down with mustard-ta-spray
Buttered her legs and ate her as I uttered "hooray!"