The Boys

I am at home,
The boys finna make me moan,

I hear a knock,
I begin to beat my cock,

My homies walk in,
I nutted on my chin,

They look at me,
I start to pee,

My friends look at me in glee,
And they begin to devour my pee.

My pee is in the bag,
We play tag.

I hide in a tree,
They can smell the pee.

This really be a moment,

They stand under me,
I can't not pee.

I have an idea,
This is an Ikea.

I pull out my meat scepter,
I fucked my step sister.

I look down in anguish,
The boys are in a state of famish.

I lower in my hut,
And then busted my nut.

It rained down on them,
I summoned the god Tim,

The nut landed in their face,
They are happy and wen't to space.

The end