When I get my first 10 pumps in and you just hear all that clapping noises while you do your fucking homework, you contemplate, right? You wonder what's making that noise, who's making that noise. So you walk up to the kitchen where I'm fucking your mama, bend it over, fucking ass cheeks widespread on the damn dining table.

When you just see me, pumping, right inside your mother, full friction, ketchup lube, you know what I'm gonna do? The moment she comes, I'm gonna grab that fucking cum, alright? And I'm gonna wag it around your fucking direction, and it just fucking sprays all over your fucking face, alright? And it's like shooting you with your own brothers and sisters. That's where you came from, and that's where you're gonna go.

Whatever the fuck comes out of there, 9 months later, you better hope damn well that you're nice as shit to it, because that's what your bootyhole's depending on. If I even catch you fucking lacking, fucking bullying your own new sibling, I'm gonna rape your butt, full friction, no lube, at a rate of 160 miles per hour.

I know you gonna try something to stop it, but you won't. If you even try to stop me from fucking your butt, full friction, I'm gonna slap the side of your fucking head, call you a good girl, and just start pumping, pumping right up in your bootyhole. And you can't stop it. You can't do nothing about it. I'm inevitable, bitch.

Don't you ever ask me some stupid-ass fucking question again What's your toppings on your eggs? nothing or ketchup Bitch, I will rub peanut butter and jelly all over my **** and force you to suck it Matter of fact we could bring in a plus-one and call in your mama She'd be so good in licking my fucking shaft like the good girl. She is you fucking bitch