Oh no… Oh buddy… Why would you do that? Late night, bad Wi-Fi, confidence loud, Camera angle said “king,” reality said “clown” Knew it wasn’t private, what’s a moron to do? So I pulled my junk out, and I showed it to you. Group chat snicker, then the screenshot flew, Now strangers got opinions I never asked for too. One bad tap, one tragic boast, Now my legacy’s a punchline post. I unzipped like a hero, No helmet, no brakes, Now my face everywhere For one dumb mistake I showed my junk — now the whole world knows, I didn’t think twice, oh boy what a show! Thought I was smooth, thought I was slick, Now I’m a meme with a itty bitty dick Confidence loud, judgment gone, Front camera on like a loaded gun, I puffed my chest, made a real bold play, Forgot perspective shows of reality. Tried that carnival move, tassel technique, Windmill dreams. I spun my wick. Crowd leaned in like, “Wait… was that it?” A flea pipes up, [high pitch voice]"You stole my prick!!” You can hype yourself up, I can talk real slick, But gravity don’t lie And neither do pics I showed my junk — did a whole routine, Big energy, barely on the screen, Talked like thunder, delivered a squeak, Now my name’s a joke, Mr rat dick how weak I showed my junk — confidence loud, Results came back… modest, at best, wow, Flexed for glory, lost the brink, I didn’t think… I didn’t think Slow-mo replay, forensic crew, Comment section doing peer review, “Enhance!” they cried — tech said "Naw" - “Cant upscale dick of ants. Spin it! — *where?* Spin it! — *when?* Spin it! — *bro that’s confidence, not length!* This ain’t body shaming… This is decision shaming. I showed my junk — blast it out, repeat, Every timeline, every damn feed Not a legend, not a myth, Just the proof I have a rice dick. Seriously, Angles matter. And trim that dam thing will ya????
