Ayo.
LostChild you're like a child in a store lost,
Cryin' his head off, pissin' in his shorts.
You lost boy, come take a drink of this Whiskey,
and see if you find Never Never Land again so quickly.
If I clap my hands I'll kill fairies.
Shit, it didn't work, you're still standing.
I'll find and end you like your name was Peter Pan,
and I'm James Hook, flippin' you off with my good hand.
Well you know what they say? All's good that ends well.
You've blown your load kid, so get your dick outta Tinkerbell.


Good luck, dude.