hey albi, you still here, i thought by now you would of elevated//
knowing you , that fuckin bedroom o' yours stinks, have you ejaculated?//
''he's fakin it'' , thats what i usually here from your friends, did you think you could hide your bad side from me//
your an open book, with no lock, i can read your mind without a key//
i see you sittin on a branch, cryin yer eyes out to be in a crew//
the branch'll 'strap you', 'slap' you silly on your 'clap' infested dick'//
you had too many blow up dolls, too many that your 'dick is a clap invested prick'//
the rubbers makin it sore, with no lube left you use your 'hair slick'-gel//
after 30 seconds your outta power, your' a plain alkaline battery whilst im 'dura-cel'//
you barely won to 'miss', that girl packs a punch, you caught her on her bad days//
give up wack, despite if you tried at least 10 years to be tight, you'd never understand the 'rad ways'//

*shoots*

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