You Gave Me Blow Jobitis

You gave me Blow Jobitis. I lay mummified wrapped up in Quicksilver bed sheets wondering if Cleopatra ever gave head this good. Did Shakespeare write Sonnets cause his Montague sword was polished with the Cap- ulet fury you forced upon me? You made me make moans that were soliloquies singing to the sound of your […]

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Hustle & Fly: The Story Of Pasquale The Pigeon Pimp.

Bitches ain’t shit but hoes & breadsticks. That is on the real, mother fuckers; I’ve been pigeon pimping since a nigga’s feathers turned red. Shit…while all these other herb birds are hanging in the park shitting on statues I’m flying to the back alley behind Nino’s pizzeria on St. Marks. It’s dem breadsticks’ yo, my […]

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