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essentially, good movement, good player
8)))) big chungus (because he is big)
So is my uncle, till he was shot dead
He was an american, there's no surprise
Bust a nut in my a s s, he muffled my cries
It was late night on Christmas, when I was 3
My uncle and my step dad, their c u m on me
Next was Thanksgiving, my dad left for good
You could almost assume I live in the hood
I remember Halloween, when I played with my ween
So did my grandpa, his name was Sheen
Every now and then, I like to remember
The first nut in my a s s, that night of September