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LIES

Lies
I been lied to
Everything I thought was real
Just a pack of fuckin’ lies

In the age of computers and virtual reality,
How do we even know what’s the truth?
Maybe I’m a space slug posing as a black poet
Or an overweight Swedish actress
How would you even know?

Did mom even die??
Is fried shrimp even a platter worth cumming in??

The truth has been tied up
Bent over a table
Prodded by a gaggle of dicks
All cumming at the same time
Streams crossing
In the asshole of truth

They didn’t even get consent
Naw, don’t get it twisted
I was playing a game but didn’t know the rules
They was playing chess while I was asking some fools to “king me” in a heated checkers match
Fuck that noise
Imma comin’ for yo’ queens
Written by Jermainesplain
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