December 21st, 1988,
Lets curse the date, his bitch ass mother opened the gate,
I meen, her pussy, and let this son of a bitch escape,
Checkin his profile, he says he likes rape,
My bad, It says sex but I figure rape is the only form he gets.
...What you have a thing for barely dressed men?
Look at 50cent, that poster screams "look at me, im bent!"
Yo dawg, I'm not talkin bout fiddy, Im talkin bout u!
Yeah, I holla'd at cha', boy, now whatcha gonna do?


edit - aimed at LyrikalGladiator

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