The best part of waking up is a new night to capture, Scaring piles of p**y meat awaiting my rapture. Pulsing, dripping, wet, warm, and here for my pleasure. Use and abuse Sleep, k** - repeat. s*uts and who*es. These filthy girls want me in their mouths. I deny at first, Just to hear them burst, and beg for satisfaction, I try and seem, to not know what they mean, To create a type of distraction. She grabbed my co*k, so i grabbed my glock, and this sh**s gotten fun And she knows my dick tastes so much sweeter when shes staring down the barrel of a full loaded gun. Oh my god babe, I'm gonna blow! In a few more ways than one, My co*k, my temper, and my urge to dismember, All up in your face (along with my gun) Oh yes, fresh flesh, nailed up to the wall, I skinned this b**h and removed her tits, Then ravaged her gaping hole, I am the Type A Secretor. No trace. No match. No clues to follow. And it will be harder for you than it was for her to realize, And to swallow