The tongue wrestler

You can call me the tongue wrestler
Cuz I’m blessed with a
Certain skill set
That’s equipped to get
Hard dicks and wet pussy lips
Moisten
From my word choices
getting explicit
As I solicit permission
Admission
To eliminate your sexual repression
Discretions out the window
As my words flow
into your mental
That meant to
date rape you
make you
escape into
My
world of eroticism
As your body awakens
From the stimulation
Of my voice
As I spit this shit
About how he ate my clit
While I sucked his dick
And we fucked until 2 in the morning
As we breakfast feast on the juices we leaked
And I put the pen to paper
And continue to take ya
Outta ya element
With eloquence
And due diligence
So
 absorb this shit
Go on and catch a vibe to it
Like 3.4.5 times on it
As I spit it up
Don’t give a fuck  
And upchuck
These cadence embellishments  
of word embezzlement  
Delivered up to you on a silver platter
Scatter splatter your brain matter
With the alignment of my words
For your enjoyment
Cause this a public service announcement
That I am the tongue wrestler