Quads, they seem, will tear away
Ripping further, every day
Bulbasaur within myself
4 more black guys, no one else
I have lost the will to live
But he has another load to give
There's a lineup behind me
Summer of '92 breeding spree

Ass not tight as it used to be
I had 5 black guys inside of me
Stretched so wide, this can't be real
I cannot stand this hell I feel
BBC is filling me
To the point of agony
Growing erection, gaping dawn
I had virginity, now it's gone

Nothing but pain
Could save my quads
But they tore away
Now I can't walk
Sit, stand or even cry

The dimes I drew
Seem like they never existed
Big daddy bitch
Now I will just say KWAB

KWAB...