Ashwin's sick
Big *** ****
Likes *****
Sexually busy

Czar no *****, that's lie.
Rumour's fake like the treaty of Versailles.
Yeah, I know a lil history.
But her face beat, lookin like Rocky.
Brows ******, like drawn on *****.
I guess Carl just makes bad champ picks.

***'s always begging for more;
Spoiled lil *****, ****** me dry, what a *****.
I got ******* and hoes to "feed";
My big *** **** is all they need.

Jared and Ashwin, sitting on a tree;
Blazing it up with a **** on their *** pees.
Don't sleep on me, cuz I got a big ****;
Slamming that ***'s *** like it's ping pong.

I lick that ***** with my tongue;
**** so long, it touches her lung.
****'s rap *****, not poetry;
I *** all over your left *****.

After I'm gone, what will you remember?
My accomplishments, deeds?
Or will it be the singular moments?
The ones we shared before it all came crashing down.
After I'm gone, what will you remember?
Will it by the wrongs I've done?
Or the rights I've committed.

I can wait
But not for replies hours later,
Not for you to wake up and smell the roses,
Not for this false hope for that one day,
I can wait,
But not for you