bedtime story

This alley ——pimping on a night creep I’m out here where they birth up problems On a search with the goons and goblins You got them Haitian swords filing In back the wolves howling M & T bank ravens prowling Clock on tic toc who you following I’m the GPS and I asked Siri’s Cause the wind is brisk And the night real Erie The ghost should fear me Cause they don’t scare me What’ll have me up trees Don’t let a rat get near me. So I put on my night vision Look for the right pigeon Hopefully the kites decision Will end with a nice incision I wake up that was fantastic I ——-that might be tragic I take off the probalatic Drop it and flush that bastard———deuces On my way home call this chick in Boston She knows I like it often Body oh so soft and Loves to cuddle in my coffin Says she about to fly right out I guess she taken the broom stick route I’m watch my mouth so I don’t torched You don’t know she wicked witch of the north See I don’t do the back and forth You can take that up with the judge in court I got them gargoyles to protect my fort And if the nine clear the air I just press abort Ok I can see the little kids yawning I guess I catch yall in the morning——1 love