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