Automatik you’re the only fast one at “tuggin” your small one…
You cant stop “beatin” that thing you were so on the outcome…
The only thing your spitin off is a pig “full” of mud from the pig pen…
Your pockets are “empty” so you try to find some while counting to ten…
Your face reminds me of my ass “after” I take a shit “before” I whip it…
So you thought about it and “later” you thought of just saying you quit…