So I’m having a dis-pute with a landlord
And the whole time I’m thinking “dis is a cute landlord”
She then pulls out a sword and threatens war if I don’t pay
My initial instinct is to run away
But I want to hit on her too so instead I stay
“What if I take you out on a date?” I say
“Will we be even then?”
“No, not even then,” she says annoyed
“What if I become your sex toy?”
Now we’re talking”
*puts sword away*
I’m young and strong
I tell yo girl
Have a seat
Now that’s what I call chivalry!
I fuck my girl
Three times in a row
Now that’s what I call a trilogy!
I got the best music
So pass ME the auxillary
I’m so presidential how I tweet with hostility
No thrill is too cheap for me
Nor too expensive
I got good D for you
So how can you find that offensive?
If you do, fuck it
Since you’re mouthing my words
You might as well
I’m in love with someone’s wife
I want to rape someone’s wife
I want to hold hands with someone’s wife
I want to listen to music with someone’s wife
I want to listen to someone’s wife
I want to read the same book with someone’s wife
I want to do someone’s wife
Screw someone’s wife – mentally and sexually
I want to woo someone’s wife
Improve someone’s wife
Bust a move on someone’s wife
Smell the ass of someone’s wife
Attend a class with someone’s wife
Spend the cash of someone’s wife
Spend the cash of the husband with the wife
I remember we went to the Skylark Motel
I know – “cheap as hell”
Still, time was spent well
You hung your head off the side of the bed
And I inserted my dick in your mouth – I believe that’s called head
I took a few photographs, even snuck a short video
You didn’t get mad, that kind of passive trust made me feel as tho
I’m worthy of trust and so I acted
as if I was
Never showed them to anyone even though that’s what peer pressure does
I reminisce well
On the Skylark Motel
She masturbates to me
In her mind I am among the elites
No one has ever thought more
intensively about me
than she. I think. Therefore I am.
The power of the imagination
turns her finger into a crayon
She Crayolas her self
I am good for her health, mentally
I offer escape. She lays on her side
And imagines me there. Squeezing her ass
And stroking her hair. Kissing her soft
Pausing to stare
It is almost like
I am really there.
Too bad, too sad – I pinch her
white ass and give it a slap.
I am Misogyny reincarnated
A harasser, a rapist
I tell her shut up
and take it – while naked.
I fuck her bareback
Her feminism disappears
slowly, but surely.
I wake up early to
rape her again.
Take her into
the slave den.
I sit on the throne
she sucks me off proper
Only I can stop her.
I want to kiss her feet
To symbolize I’m sorry
As i lick up her leg and reach her
Pussy, her warm, wet pussy, yes, pussy is the word
I use to denote the thing separating him from her
I am a sorry and dirty little mister
I kissed the lips on her pussy and then
I kissed her!