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Boiling Vat of Hotdog Juice

I was packing some snus

when I got up from a snooze

to put a ****

In a boiling vat of hotdog juice.

 

She was screaming and yelling

as I poured in the salt

and the cops busted my door

as my meal came to a halt.

 

I said "whats the rush?"

He said ***** hush"

As he sipped very angrily

at his watermelon slush.

 

I am black

yes very black

so they put me in the back

of their ****** cop van.

 

I went to jail again

For trying to cook a ****

in a boiling vat of hotdog juice

as I watched espn.

 

I got out of jail

Cause my drug money was bail

went back home

to see a fresh cooked **** in my garbage pail.

 

I was so happy

that I took a break to fappy

on my nice leather couch

while my girlfriend was napping.

 

Today was a good day.

Ice cube agreed.

I smoked all of my ****

and gave into my greed.

 

***** don't **** my vibe.

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Jun 15, 2014
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