Note to a crossarm Bury the hachet once and for all.
The bigger they are, the harder they fall.
This lizard has no balls.
But his hoes, I love them all.
Front hole, crossed arms, makes a man get hella hard.
Lonely hoes he meets at bars. This man can't open jars.
An imp I'm called, but his army is sent to scald
Sent to pick on small kids, just to make him feel tall.
But to them it doesn't matter at all.
Has a beard like DSP, insecurities bend your knees.
Goddamn.
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