Slim-trim Clown

Who the fuck wanna respect a slim-trim clown?

No one but himself, yeah, ain't no one will help

clean all the shit and piss and spit

coming from both lips and dicks

B gotta take in the face and the ass cheeks

ask him what the shit's gon' be his next tactics

Not do shit, sit and wait dick in hand, that's it.

Classic. Talk about bad habits,

now picture an addict falling deep into a crack pit,

that shit, that's me! What I wanted to be, see:

Dopamine, dopamine, up until I overdose,

being fucking comatose seemed more thrilling

not to say a dope feeling compared to the loser life I chose

so morose and pathetic

although I got some credit

the thought of stopping living, you bet it I had to dead it

Used to feel like a fish out of water, prick: breathless

because still ain’t had the tip of the dick wet yet,

can't get a chick legit, this shit is sick, these tricks

I wish to sleep with think I'm a creep which is

why you need to trip ‘em…

With a little respect like pimps.

Check my technique as on the beat I speak,

this bitch hunting shit I preach reach its peak

Spitting game in chat rooms till the moon rises

no Deebo but ego's on some fat goon hype shit

soon as I'm guided by the good size dick,

I get more foolish than my two-bit two lines is

the ones I'm sending over and over,

hoping I’m getting closer, shit takes a four-leaf clover

luckily, God granted me Jeohovah witnesses'

willpower to bother hour after hour

like I give two fucks if they get sour

all that shit just to dip the duck in some whores

when you think the hunger fades away, I'm cuming for more!

Porn addiction took its toll on my dick and

shooting the good ol’ Smith and Wesson on the week-ends

became a main (man) sport

get rid of kids, feel embarrassed before the Lord

like pregnant broads when they abort

like a mic, a cordless life being cut short

A lust fiend who fucks mean, don't hug queens

but busts spleens if slut teens got their butt clean

talking 'bout the thin thick-breasted big booty bitches

preferably a bit too religious

the more frustrated, the fucking kinkier

so's the vicious fingering when you pinkie her

ain't no lingering when you're in the ring

here's the ding-a-ling,

standing like the middle finger is,

and keeping growing like price indexes

or YouTube views, do it get through to you?

Like, thumbs up for the bestest,

when wrestling, always be restless and remain stressless

Jacking off to chickens that got the cocks in check

hands in waist smoking hot like glocks and tecs

clocking checks all I deserve from shock and sweat

real quick on the pull-out game like when your opps get vexed

feel the fever of an underachiever excelling at nuttin'

cause I'm a dog in heat

treat bitches great, feed 'em T-bone steak as a treat

ain't no secret, bitches like meat,

that's why they like me,

lyrically, behave like they do: never bite me

remained untrained cause lames can't tame

an unashamed underdog full of ticks

like a kid that steadily tilts back in his stool or blinks

The Teach can't teach me shit, I know all the tricks

they just make me cum too quick

but when the balls empty, so's my life endlessly

compares to a hobo with a bottle of Hennessy:

downs it to be up, ends up down, can't get up

damn, I'm down not to up my chances of getting fucked!