It's lyk my hormones dey vex
'cos all i can tink of is sex.
Sex! Sex! Sex!
I wake up every morning wantin 2 flex.
Like the He-goat,
i get hungry 4 females
on or not on d sales.
D oar that rows my boat.
O.k,I pull my zipper,
try 2 talk sense.
B4 i finish a sentence,
I'm going deeper*
Its never 2 late!
Says my faith.
Why d wait?
Asks, my fate.
In my head,
d two voices,
with 2 choices.
But,till,i will end up dead.
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