Ply Hos Cock Lyrics

The cops just showed up to my house

My house just got robbed

Tons of cops showed up and shot me

In moments like this, it is important to remember the wise teachings of the past

As I lay there, in my pool of blood, I think back to Mark rober's science experiment after

The war, bringing joy to millions of autistic kids, happiness and joy, bringing to millions

Of autistic kids, joy

I think back of the time when I was a little kid, and my older brother told me, life was

Like a ping pong machine, ping pong ball

My brother said, with confidence, you just need to pee a little harder, he said, patting

Me on my cock

But as I grew older, I started to see that this wasn't the case, and in fact, my passions

Have been wrong all along

And this entire time, I have been searching for a meaning that has no meaning, trying

To give birth to a seed that has no soil inside of it, and no tree for it to grow inside the

Seed

And as I see the walking porn stars on the streets, husks of their former selves, no

Soul, no ling, no money

I think back to what my brother used to say

What did my brother say

I think back to when Dr. Rich handed me an orange

Take a bite, he said, take a bite, it'll do you good

But as my teeth sink in, I began to realize, this is no orange, this is an apple

And just like that, I have been deceived in the truth of my life

I was too blinded to see by my own desires, that Dr. Rich had taken my wallet, and my

Wallet was with me no more, for Dr. Rich has taken it, a wallet I no longer have, no

Money, no ling, a boy in a world not meant for boys, a world where boys get taken their

Clothes off and molested by Indians on the street

Is this a world I want to live in

But let this lesson from Dr. Rich has taught me to always keep guard, in the ever chance

That perhaps, perhaps one day, an orange may be an orange, and an apple may become an apple

I long to live in a world where this is the case, but for now, this isn't the truth

And as I lay there in my pool of blood, my consciousness begins to fade away

Perhaps this is the end, or perhaps this is the beginning, of a new life, of a new opportunities

To be gotten upon me and to be got

Maybe one day I will live again, but this day is not soon, for I am dead