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I f**ked your girlfriend last night.

While you snored and drooled, I f**ked your love.

She called me Daddy. And I called her baby when I

Smacked her ass. I called her sugar when I ate

Her alive till daylight. And I slept with her all

Over me, from forehead to ribcage I dripper her ass.

Sometimes I thought you might be spying, living out some

Brash fantasy, but no. You were knocked out. But we were

All knocked out you know. In a way

I serve too many masters.

We didn't know you'd break the bottle that the magic

Came in to use those jagged shards to slit our wrists

And neck. And you'd do it too, you're that kind of dude.

But you wouldn't know what you were doing because

I didn't, your girlfriend could have been a burn

Victim, an amputee, a dead body. But god damn I wanted

To f**k.

I'm serving too many f**king masters.

[I told you. I told you motherf**ker