I wouldn't want to get f_cked by A kangaroo in any position We need to block it, block it, it's spongy Your saviour's only picking on you
You got your foot half way up your d_ck I bet you ten pounds it wouldn't fit I was wrong so you must be rich The poor girl once an empire The poor girl once an empire
She lacks in fluid motion all her circles came in squares No community No community You're one of a kind, one of kind sister Let's break that spell tonight
I paint my thoughts with a hairbrush jet black it's a delicate operation My mirror reflects all it sees coming at the end of my empire