A Juju's Doll Cursed Lustful Heat

No right man wants a demoness' frothy pus in heat        
Hot to the touch, regurgitated as a divine feat        
How many licks does it take before the masses know you are nothing but Lucifer’s deranged trick        
Old enough to be slave, where is your master        
Hebrew laws states no more alabaster        
         
Around here floating on your broken broom, what can you offer        
That you cannot get, I can only assume from your limb pleasing spouse, but sadness gloom and doom        
Not the right God you serve        
We are all tired of hearing you keep begging, pleading, like a lost little horny bird        
         
If your spouse cannot please you at home        
Then I suggest, tramp you find a real bone      
God's men do not share their throne with a wicked entity that will never atone       
Have seen and will see again        
In the union of your nasty grind, you are a mental washed up Jinn        
         
Sacrifices to the Devil just to know you can cope        
Is that what it takes to give you courage from your rotten soul        
You want the greatness, how is that possible, you are a cursed sin       
From way back when        
         
You slither from the abyss, and attempt to offer some man a hit, of that fishy old entice from hell        
What for, you got two tails        
And good and bad just does not mix        
Opened thighs, for a Dog’s lick, after Satan's dick        
         
And you want someone to run all up in that        
That is not a kitty down there, that is sagging skin over a cunt in time that has prolapsed        
As once stated, go wash that smelly ass        
Men do not like sloppy seconds after Lucifer has thrashed and then trashed        
         
Do you even know where you are        
Wake up Witch, those opiates can only cradle the mind so far        
This is reality        
Can you still function Juju Doll, and Broom Hilda, the mental freaks of your duality        
         
All these crazed love notes, where have they really gotten you        
Everyday, you are a fool simmering in your own drained sex pool        
Burn witch in the order of your own nasty lust        
Because trust me, I do think you will ever get any King’s nutt        
And come to think of it        
Not even a backdoor surprise, that stench we hold our noses for when we see you coming smells like leaked piss and shit        
         
Go buy yourself some Depends