Homecoming
• Written by TheCaptainMorgan
I spit fire, infernos that burn brighter
Perspire desire, incite admire from the higher.
My perception, omnipresent, eyes in all direction.
Exception to the rules, no ordinary pedustrun.
You fathom misconception,
sustenance-less existence.
Lookin like fresher Cusack.
Dim the lights, cue the music.
You keep your bitches on a leash
But they want me at arms length.
Mr. Fantastic with the stretch
but i don't pour my own drink.
Bottle service what you think.
Model serve us wit a wink.
Pass a rello wit the stink.
Comin up was just a dream,
now we exude self esteem.
I schemed since I could conceive
still seems so unreal to me.
ain't gotta do shit myself.
my girl, she douche it herself.
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TheCaptainMorgan
Member since June 19 2015