There's four big guys, they're grabbing all my thighs They blow my guts up like the 4th of July They keep fucking my butt then I might cry There's poop and semen spitting out my eyes Yes sir, there's a fact that I take out my dick and slip it in his asshole Swing my dick through the air like a lifestyle pant His face like I'm Pablo Picasso, uh But I'm not a very good artist, fucking him good until that Fart it Wait, hold on