[Intro: YZ Aubergine]
My jizz gone cold, I wonder why
I gave you head at all
I toot my ass up like flamingos
So you can see my balls!
With the morning wood knowing I’ll be there
Pin me up against the wall
It reminds me that I love male ass, I like male ass!

[Chorus: YZ Aubergine & KolossalKocks]
My jizz gone cold, I wonder why
I gave you head at all
I toot my ass up like flamingos
So you can see my balls!
With the morning wood knowing I’ll be there
Pin me up against the wall
It reminds me that I love male ass, I like male ass!

[Verse 1: YZ Aubergine]
Dear Kocks, I wrote to you, but you ain’t responded
I left my cell all gaped, I thought of you when jail bottom
Likе in your “Need It” parody when you talked about prison sloppin’
I commentеd, but YouTube probably deleted it or something
Sometimes I fantasize about reaching your booty stardom
But anyways, fuck it man, what’s up with you? How’s ya father?
My dad and I listen to you when we’re tossing cake in the parlor
And if I had a daughter? Well, I’d rather adopt a boy, name him “Johnny”, and then swap her!
Anyways, you gotta do more parodies on Durk and Choppa
I know last year you got bored of doing the entire NLE project
But I don’t blame you man, I swear to Neptune, your shit’s the bomb!
I even loved your parody of Hunchback of Notre-Dame!
I still listen to Kursed Kountdown and watch your gameplays when sad
I truly think you’d be proud to find out my love for scat!
Anyways, I hope you get this, man, yeah clap me back
Just to chat, maybe fap, your biggest fan, this is Dan
[Chorus: YZ Aubergine & KolossalKocks]
My jizz gone cold, I wonder why
I gave you head at all
I toot my ass up like flamingos
So you can see my balls!
With the morning wood knowing I’ll be there
Pin me up against the wall
It reminds me that I love male ass, I like male ass!

[Verse 2: YZ Aubergine]
Dear Kocks, you still ain’t called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain’t mad, I just think it’s fucked up that you’re not in my pants
But if you didn’t want to talk ‘bout sex ‘cause your cock hurt, you didn’t have to
But you could’ve gave an autograph to Dudley Matthews!
That’s my younger brother, man, he took his car and drove
To the Booty Lounge in the freezing cold, and for what? You just didn’t show
That’s pretty shitty man, he yearns to be anti-vaginal
He wants to be just like you, man, he likes you more than I do!
I ain’t that mad though, I just want your new shit to go viral
Remember when we met last December?
You said you’d give me spinal, nut in my back
See, I’m just like you in a way, ‘cause I’ve always been a “chronic cheater”
I once spread my asscheeks during flirting with a preacher!
I masturbate to what you’re always saying in your songs
So when I see a dirty straight, I put the “Bop” parody on
‘Cause I don’t really got much else
So Team Clutch gets me moist and wet
I even screamed your name when someone shitted on my chest!
Sometimes I imitate you and take pipe until I bleed
It’s like adrenaline, the stretch fills me with orgasmic ecstasy
See, everything you say is real, and I respect you ‘cause you tell it
I even shitted on my finger and forced my boyfriend to go smell it!
But he don’t know you like I know you, Kocks, no one does!
He won’t know what it’s like in the prison showers and getting jumped!
You gotta call me, man, I’ll be the biggest fan you’ll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Dan—Oh, we should pee together too!
[Chorus: YZ Aubergine & KolossalKocks]
My jizz gone cold, I wonder why
I gave you head at all
I toot my ass up like flamingos
So you can see my balls!
With the morning wood knowing I’ll be there
Pin me up against the wall
It reminds me that I love male ass, I like male ass!

[Verse 3: YZ Aubergine]
Dear Mr. I’m-Too-Straight-to-Touch-Upon-My-Fans
This the last package from me, I hope you shove it up your ass!
It’s been six months and still no word, I don’t deserve it?
I know you got my discord DMs, they got Nutter on them twerking!
So this is my sex tape I’m sending you, I hope you see it!
I kidnapped all the straights and stabbed them in their rectums for no reason!
Hey Kocks, I also caught chlamydia, dare me to pipe?
Remember that song you did called “Homo Flow 5”
About the time you could’ve prolapsed some guy during poundin’
But didn't, then you moved on, you fucked his brother until he went and shitted?
That’s kinda how this is, you abandoned me for better pounding
Now it’s too late, these dead cheeks piling up into the thousands
And all I ever wanted was a smooch behind the stalls
I hope you know you’re worse than Morgan when answering a call!
I love ya, Kocks, we coulda been together—think about it!
You ruined it now, I hope you can’t breathe and you weep about it!
And when you skeet, you fucking bleed a sea and scream when drowning
I hope a demon eats your penis as your cheeks is gouged in!
See, Kocks—shut up, bitch! I’m jerkin’ off
Hey Kocks, that’s my boyfriend swallowing my nuts!
But I didn’t snap his throat yet, I just plugged it shut—see? I ain’t like you
‘Cause I might slurp his guts from out his butt and make a “pipe stew”!
Well, gotta go, my other victim wants some hole now
Oh shit, it’s Fleece—he says he wants to rip my throat out
[Verse 4: KolossalKocks]
Dear Dan, I meant to write you sooner, but I’ve just been busy
You said your father tosses cake, damn, how thick is he?
Look, I’m really flattered that you offered up your back
Here’s an autograph as my lover; I nutted on the starter cap!
I’m sorry I didn’t see you at the lounge, man, I must have missed you
To make it up, I’ll use my tongue action when I kiss you
That got me hot when you had said you like to play in shit, too!
We call it “clownin’ brownin’”, dog, I’m not talkin’ shih tzu
When you have issues, man, I’ll give you booty counselin’
We’ll have out asses bouncing off the walls when we get down some
I love that shit about us meant to be together
That type of shit will make our cheeks compete to beat each other!
I really think you and your boyfriend both need each other
Then we can meet up and pound some cheeks together
I hope you get to read this letter, hopefully the skeet is barely dry! But don’t hurt yourself! I think your cheeks will be doing just fine when I get inside you
But Dan, why are you so mad? Try to understand that I do want you as my man!
Word around is that you got some crazy dick!
I heard you fucked with Nutter, many that penis gonna make you sick!
When splooge and spunk cover your chest just like a bib
And I send friction from the back and I inject you with my kids
Then we create a little tape with your boyfriend in it too
Come to think about it, the first who came—it was you
Damn...