Yeezus moonwalking on holy water; spiritual bliss, lake burns like venereal drips.
Spectacle is wetting mother nature herself. A spherical miss. Ain't shame, she's a rearable bitch.
I'm digging in with David Spade; stayed rocking the mullet
Got the fullest out our movements by us scoffing the bullet.
Ain't gay, we claimed pray on the top of the pulpit,
Then practiced oratory styles of bullshit
"He who is with out fig, can catch the casted lava.
And if it's hot, then you can cry about it, back to mama." (Dookie 666:69)
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