Almost Over

Life’s got a funny way of throwing monkey wrenches

For the fences, I swung and stunned the catchers,

Batting 300,

Makes me a legend

But outta ten, shit, I’m missing seven,

I wanna do better,

Then two medals, surrounded by hoes like bruce jenner,

Cause when I go swimming, with four women

There’s no limits,

Master the p, in mo’ innings,

A little extra, she feel the texture, in her middle sector,

The pressure builds and she squeals in pleasure,

I peel her tangerine,

And damsel cream,

On my hands are rings,

Just a king looking for a queen,

Not a princess,

I’m not with the incest,

So don’t call me daddy, if your my mistress

Cause that’s for little boys, who don’t know what a father is,

What’s your politics, are you trying to fuck your daughter kid?

I thought not, dog that’s not hot,

It’s God awf,’ get a life and ball off,

Cause if you treat her like a girl, then she acts up,

I let her peek into my world then she packed up