Call From KC Poet Camile ((Skit))

Spoken
Go deep nigga
You got big feet and big hands
Work it like you said you can
I'm laying here thinking "Why did I even give you a chance
Nigga making love with you for what?"
Cause in the back of my head, I'm screaming "Bust your **** so I can get up!"
"Ooh aah daddy
You feel so good" is what I'm screaming
But your **** is like wet wood is what I'm meaning
Talking about putting in work tearing out my seams
Not with that little bitty ass thing
Nigga you sweating like a mother****e
And I don't feel shit
Why did I even let you hit?
Pass me my shit so I can finish this
"Is it good to you mami?" and I'm saying "Yes"
But truth is my ***** is stressed
She was horny ready to go, cum ready to flow
But your **** ain't even big enough to blow you know?
Walking around Killa City thinking you the man
Nigga I could've done a better job with my hand
So the next time you on your way to my place
You won't need a condom
Your tongue is bigger than your **** daddy
I'ma ride your face
I love you Tech N9ne
You inspire me