She so fragile she so sad

Almost everything I had

I don't come off often to mad

I'm just alone and I'm glad

She so sweet but so bad

I be like seven strokes in just ta brag

I wanna stuff her like a jelly filled donut

So what I gotta know sup I wanna throw

up immature hoes they don't know much

But this one glows such I be so fucked

She don't really know me but I hear it

Being touched in circles like macaroni

I don't find this below knees just a little
Bit higher and I feel like I just find her

With a mustache on top finna make me

Drop dripping all over the top looking

Fly as fuck don't stop sippen wine on my

Throne all alone pile of bones I'm not

known my thoughts over flown I fell

Off of her stoned I should have owned

I want it so bad on the low she already

Know I worship it on the low obey it some

Moe I just go I love it when she screams

When no when knows conscienness

Demon on the low I don't gotta stop

She loves it a lot just the right spot
Give me all you got the more anger

The less stranger I crave her abusive side

Fitness attributes couldn't hide just my

Type she gotta see more then light in the

Night it's like






[Outro]

Pasting back and fourth at midnight trying

To hide my erection mind tapped she

second guessin subliminal blessin