Babs Johnson - Let the Audio Speak

Lickin cocks and pickin pockets
Speaking cryptid no decision
Download app and then delete it
Serotonins been depleted
Do I listen to my words?
Gatekeeper of Century
Revolving door on my cords
This ain't no rotisserie
Rub it down, it's not enough
The ghosts will always make it tough
Take your ass back to the streets
There's some pussyfor your meat

I jerk it out I cum it out
I miss it all, despise it all
I forget it now, I recall now
Let the audio speak (For itself)

Triple 6, triple, triple, triple 6, smoked out
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about the south

This shit fuck your self esteem
They don't care that you're a teen
You question your morals and
You realize it's not a dream
You are such a pretty soul
Please don't go with those ghouls
They will kill your spirit and
It could go inside of you
Riding with your dick out like
Fuck you saying
Life on the edge cause
You're what I'm looking for
How much you want to know bout me
Fuck it all, let the audio speak

Written by:
Joey White

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