I watch your jaw drop as I get my manhood out it's Thursday night and 50 years of party time to come I don't need to get naked this year, but I will for I bare my *** for the good of all my soul
In words I laze around sometimes say something profound but to my sin my mouth and mind is so Juvenal and in the sin bin
I am sure I don't mean to but protection and sub diversion I have had the misgovernment to comply and I don't feel cool about that
So while I have a chance before they ***** me again I tell poets out there be your heart and be your sin