hey hey a yo did yo the birds n the bees buzzing burn trees like a fever bludeon head nod like the yes yes button pull up on the scene and my b fly flooded clean n disgusting disgusting an clean just mean n im musty somewhere in between a g and a junkie but ive seen things that'll leave a man lovely the balance of beauty n pain an my shooters a big b**ty an brains baby cool with the ruysbroek ways n the view of her putrid orifice a beautiful symphony of horrific grace an the change like this like a mystery case the abysm of ignorance drifting away cuz my chick let me hit now i think in new ways i got f*k'd n got new thoughts but did i f*k or did she we on the same wave but we different seas my shorty hit a g spot deep in me my God the truth will set you free the force of it'll make your feet weak hey hey a yo did yo xss get p*gged by enlightenment yet when you touch it do you stroke it like a fine violin im walking with a limp like a violist blowing all this gas f*k around and let a violinist go deep this sh*ts a contact sport my wingspan could prolly get me to new zee see my new angle back against the wall p*gged by shorty like im playing d reverse make you hit a u-ie switch sides get you re-reversed im not a man of science so my method is eureka getting p*gged so hard it rearranges your brainistry is the modern equivalent of a zen koan or a psychedelic ego death 🫢
