Make like the fumes of your teen spirit.. just come outta the closet..
Kid thought his funds were secure, he's only allowed to deposit..
Your wins have no credibility; Bill Clinton could even test this hoe..
Your girl lives on my extremities, an aboriginal semen eskimo..
You're stuck in the newbie haven for life, the mobbed old front lines..
He says, "Size doesn't matter.. Everybody's knob's cold sometimes.."
I don't even feel like writing, but the "double-you" comes with the packaged punches..
My votes will amount to the number of calories in all the fat kids' lunches..
This cat's toasted.. For your schemes, Bush nor Sadaam will tip his hat..
This damn battle has been ended quicker than the Conflict in Iraq./... MOTHERSMUCKER!

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