Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Traces of my black self


Its time to beat the meat
Just toss it to the street
For everyone to greet
From the poor to the elite
All be suckin' from my tEET
Play the vision on repeat
No need to be discrete
I'll fuck you with my feet
Flame broil you with that Heat
On my dick you will take a seat
Accept your defeat
What were you THINKING wearing those pleats?

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