I'm driving drunk, I'm slamming shots of Five O'Clock, buzzing hard I drive through yards Tough to avoid a mother pushing a stroller, baby flies up and over Rear view mirror, I can not stop laughing at her, funny, she's hysterical I drive along, it's my lucky day, a short bus, can't control my lust
Pull a U and start to follow, playing with myself, I'm hard now, won't remember this tomorrow I will let retards see my face, downs syndrome all over the place, at the first stop four are let off
The most haggard one is chosen, a braindead guy Followed home, the retard zone, no lock, I prance inside
With no family home, some quality time alone I still have a hard cock when I take off all my clothes Tie his arms behind his back, negate a retard strength attack He is panicked, I don't care, I lick the skids off his underwear
Raping this drooling retard from the back Need more stimulation to avoid limp dick Putting his underwear over my head Shit stains pressed to my face and I lick
Ass rape apparent as I drink my booze Filtered through feces, his skid marks are used Noises he's making are funny as hell I think I'm about to cum but I can't tell
I look down and there is shit on my dick This makes me cum in his ass that I lick It is research, his chromosomes are okay Cured mongloid, I donate correct DNATeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
