I used to want...

Simplified reasons is simply why I’ll be in season,

Appeasing and stimuli needing, I give you a beating,

Skeezing ain’t cheating, since you and I are friends not just meeting,

Pleasing, teasing, meaty stick and steamy lips just like this,

Skimpy lime green dress, Skin to thigh and kinky unrest,

Can we undress, hold your breast, so compressed, so hold your breathe,

I decompress but not on the chest, in them guts instead,

Fuck, I do resent becoming obsessed, dumb and incensed,

You left me behind sent here to die it’s bending my mind,

When we do align, hearing your cries, you lend me your mind,

I’ll lend you mine, if it’s not already ending up your behind,

Getting ahead, a debt of head, head held high enter thighs,

I could probably flood a city with what I got in me,

Condom free constantly coming in cunts comparably,

Haunting me if I got some seed stuck in that hot belly,

Swamp full of jelly, thoughtless swelling twat wet and melting,

If you’re not too busy, I got to simply, hop in thee,

Like shops we’ll be lifting, caught slipping by cops, not telling,

Sorely a felon, story tellin, like Tory Spelling,

By morn we’ll be well and worn more time for horny wellings