both have charm,
one has well developed legs and arms,
but both aint got shit to this tattoo of cool looking random letters on my arm.
Your big belly is so massively pale,
I bet it would explode if I pricked it with a nail,
I bet I could build a home on its property and offer it for sale,
I bet I couldn’t hear myself on the other side if I yelled,
it’s so brightly white I gotta wear these shades so my eyes won’t fail.
varicose veins on your thick thighs,
you make me drip pre-cum with those sultry eyes,
maybe tonight I’ll put three or four more kids up in there – maybe five.
Her momma told us to get an abortion,
so I gave her a five-fingered, high school class ring, knuckle sandwich – all of it, not just portions.
Girl, I got my hand all over the side of your stomach
but feeling your displaced guts up in there makes me want to vomit.
These Levi jeans fit us like gloves,
you in my old pair
and me in yours.
Because of those spying neighborhood children’s parent’s reaction
I’ve had to take some precautionary action...
That’s why I’ve got our bed sheet wrapped around your tits
but taking it off is at the top of my wish list.
Sometimes I wake up deep in the night,
sweat dripping from my beard and my butt hole tight,
I want to punch on that big belly but I know it aint right,
giving our baby blood packet eyes won’t make me your white knight.
That’s why I put brass on your wrists and gold on your neck,
and we’ll pay the doctor with next month’s check,
so let’s finish this photo, girl, and head out to the deck,
my head is swimming and I need something to wreck.