N O M O R E S O C I A L S E X

Said the one who drop some lines starting like Miss. Bridget Jones

I’m just having my fun like Lindsay Lohan said after three lines of cocaine

I meant social sex

social sex and white blow like the snow for the fancy people

we love money, we love whisky and social sex

I use to drive a green Toyota,

also use to smoke boots and drink tequila sunrise,

one day I discover my cock as the instrument to become rich and famous.

Slept in Beckham`s place and been in Scotland’s palace

now Í have more than dental benefits

changed from green Toyota to silver Mercedes

moved from Detroit to Beverly Hills darling,

everything a teenager can dream

so do I.

But I’m not happy without my social sex you know?

I dreamt about Minotaur and people living like Cubans with green cash

I dreamt to visit Galapagos and see big tarantulas and huge ants

but never dreamt being married with two children and a blond husband

I wanted to study law not poetry

I ended up studying something in between

I screwed my self and sacrificed passion

Passion is what moves us,

We are our passions.

At the end of the day I’m you with a nicer mask,

you’re the black guy with the nice body but your dickie is 5 inches less

If we become siluetes like Postal Service said

We don’t have to worry about drinking tought

what about drinking and some pills for the social sex?

again this freaking social sex... let me alone bitch!

I know you probably think I’m such a looser, freak-fan media whore

yet I don’t deny it, I’m more than that...

I’m this writer with the nice butt and yellow tears after a dark room

I’m this person fool of fame, shame and magic,

You dunno what I felt when you woke up and didn’t make coffee

when you said fuck yourself and you stay quiet and visual

I’m not meant to please your social sex

I have better stuff to do with my life than being your toy butt,

I’m meant to be deep tissue and make bubbles with my words

I’m you dictator and your pain

The worst nightmare you could ever imagine

Say you are sorry for your miscarriages

I know you never wanted that child and you smoke and drink so it could die.

You did it bitch

you did it wrong that enough

no more self fucking like Niurka told the media

She is the emperor right?

I’m you Swarzeneger, governor by Satan

Your my bitch, my capricornio, an easy game to play

the A B C of love and sanity want you to repeat some spell to devils and saints

so bring your pictonary and write this words:

N O M O R E S O C I A L S E X

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