God Hole

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It’s ridiculous I get this pissed,
If I’m Dr. Pepper, he’s Sierra Mist
I just need your body to assist
This image of myself,
Fuck me for my mental health,
Filling up my god hole,
It's too funny, but sad, like it's always sunny I’m glad,
You’ll end up right here see ,
make you scream like you fear me,
That's when you just ride see
-ing, my cock slide in slowly just to tease,
But then faster so I can please, but really I just want release
So my god hole can be at ease, bitch.

I got something else to say,
I fucking hate how I feel this way,
But you got my dick throbbing,
That’s why they call you Robin,
Cause you be stealing all my blood flow,
Slobbery bobbin make me poppin,
Holding your head down,
So you can suck it up,
Clearing my head now,
Running out of luck it sucks,
Singing my head sound,
Just to shut it out, enough
Blowing my head round
I know I’ve fucked this up

Fillin up my god hole,
[Filling up my god hole, gotta satisfy the demons]
Now I’m spilling my real soul,
[And I’m spilling my real soul, to cleanse this fucking feeling]
So now I’m letting it all go,
[And I’m letting it all go,so I can do some inner healing,]
Fuckin’ just to feel whole
[But I’m Fuckin’ just to feel whole, ‘cause my heart can’t stop this peeling]

But instead, you’re fucking one of my best friends,
I try to pretend, to no end, that i’m not even offended,
All I did was cheat on you, cause sex I depend on it,
I won't defend it, I’m a fucking whore-rendous boyfriend,
To every girl I apprehend with my charm
I can’t comprehend how I can make it this far,
I’m a dead end loser, expendable, non-dependable,
Let me extend your view, show you that this ain’t so bizarre.
Let me tend to those scars, by dropping these bars going:

Im flawed, should be declawed,
Can’t satiate my god hole with god
Or sex, I’m a fraud at best,
I applaud that you’d deal with this mess
A cephalopod, dressed to impress,
Just to undress you,
All eight arms coming down to depress you
Obsessed with you, but I possess our stress through
And through, nevertheless I caress you

Face to the ground and ass to the sky or
Dick to the mouth or nails to the thigh,
Don’t know to the why,
Confined to the mind,
Resigned to decline,
I’ll shut my rhymes - down.
Hear that sound?
Turn around,
And hear it hound, thumping and pound:
Mental breakdown



from Ghosts (Volume 1), released January 7, 2017



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