Boys

Young Men like popping the semen off word is borne dese boys illin for temporary feelings Niggas wanna swim in oceans.they cannot levitate their filthy mind altering states to comprehend and wait tooh masturbate
We youngins need tah keep our bananas tucked in our plants and let Holy c find the rite pluggin then we could shoot dem sparks in. amateurs are easily influenced by the oppressors untrue quasi brillance who can we trustee now answer is look inside you wow haha haha lol you little rookie ready to please by the looks kiddy
Boys Boys Boys
A boy don't make babies they love cutty & street nobilities
A boy likes Lil girls that are weak with no boundaries
A boy likes hounding bees and says I want my status please I gotta make my gs
I'm serious
A boy don't have no morals or values cause they on hold to sorrows and structured game rules
A boy has no House he lives in his crib
With no woman in the home it's dudes running in & out of his curb
Boys Boys Boys

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