Jon Flynn - 251

Bible call me out for taking dick sinner
I ain't mad, how could I be now, half gay winner
Heart turned into coal in the midst of winter
Yeah but I'm still fucking hungry
Guess I missed my dinner

But I still wanna eat
And I guess that that's the key
Cause someone out there they might be watching me
So that they can take the time to decree
Look at this half-fag
He's already half down on his knees

But I won't be so quick to quit
Cause I know some bitch would try to spit
Way faster than they swallow
Stop trying to go full throttle
All your words are hollow
No one cares
Take a sip from your bottle
Disappear I'll watch you grovel
On your way back
I ain't trying to be rude
No I just state facts
Call them like I see them
And the way I see it
There's a couple of needs to be filled
And when I see a need I fill it

Up
To the brim
Never miss
Shoot right past the rim
Swish
I wish I was as smooth as this
Instead I fumble over words in natural speech
My nickname might as well be
Dyslexic
So can I search through my lexicon
And see if there's another word that means that
I'm not wrong

To the brim
Never miss
Shoot right past the rim
Swish
I wish I was as smooth as this
Instead I fumble over words in natural speech
My nickname might as well be
Dyslexic
So can I search through my lexicon
And see if there's another word that means that
I'm not wrong

Written by:
Jonathan Flynn

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