Rap Song

Using my illusion,

I've come to this conclusion,

No more mass confusion,

Time to give a contusion,

Yeah that is a bruising.

Now it is you, who are cruising,

To feel the fusion,

Of my illusion,

And what is reality.

Don't take me as a falsity,

Because that would be just crazy.

Damn I'm walking home and people call me lazy.

All I am looking for is something tasty.

Hey but I'll take something nasty,

From a girl an ecstasy.

It wouldn't matter where we be,

Anywhere that tickled her fancy.

She don't got to romance me,

I'll fuck her in the back seat,

Fuck her till she bleed,

And out of her month comes daddy,

Will you help me.

But here she cums white and red,

Luckily we not on my bed,

Because those sheets would be dead.

Well instead,

It's her back seat that is white and read,

Just like I said.

Damn how can anyone be satisfied with just head,

Because on her feeling I am fed.

Everything's all right,

When she bites,

And grits her teeth,

And her hands become tight,

Fists around the sheets.