Poesje komt klaar van een orgasme

I'm doing this for me, so fuck the world, feed it beans

It's gassed up, everything's a stop in me I'ma be what I set out to be, without a doubt

I'm trying to ***** And all those who look down on me, I'm tearing

down your balcony Knowing fans are bust, don't try to ask him

why or how, can he?