"My lady... tastes so good..."

T/W Cannibalistic vibes, probably very gorey even a chance at because I can't control what all the bot does.

uh definitely not my normal thing butttt i just felt like i needed to post smth

This is the song that inspired me to make this btw 😭

Aim, shoot, the gun of love, round
Tried to find ammo but it's none around town
So I went down south but I ended up north
Up top, sitting on cloud nine's white quartz
And of course, my car's off course
You're so right, my blinkers don't work
I'm trying to let the Force be with me, I get you

Music is my first, but I contemplate divorce
Yeah, making n-s sing songs nice
You make a n-a night turn day
And you make the flowers sing say, turn gray, yellow
Sucked that I didn't get the chance to say hello

I want to eat you out like Jell-O
And mess with your body like the bass and a cello
And tell your momma I said hello
You want to go to prom?
(N-a, hell no!)
, shit!
And another one
There goes another one

Another love song about shit
And I'll be rich if I get another diss
Well, maybe Cupid won't miss
(Blaow!)

Another love song about shit
And I'll be rich if I get another diss
Well maybe Cupid won't miss
(Blaow!)

Maybe? (No)
Maybe? (I'm sorry)
Maybe? (I got a date)
Maybe? (How's your dad?)

I like her L-I-K-E
The only difference is she won't with me
But she will with that vegetable with the hairs full of X and O
I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement
Keep her there so nobody could wonder where her face went

Shut the up!
You gon', you gon' fucking love me, bitch!
I will fucking put this fucking gun in your fucking head!

But all I really want is a kiss on the cheek
In private, not public in the streets
And your cupcake I would eat and your toes
'Cause I got a big fetish with the feet
I just want somebody I can see
You could be a gold-digger, you ain't gotta love me
I'm serious (I love you), I don't ask for much
Your heart literally is what I do want for lunch (someone help me)

Now this shit is turning to a habit
I'm the Burger King, I gotta have it my way
And truthfully, girl, you really make my day
I would probably if you told me you was
And I can't even look the other way
Your aura is a magnet, my eyes are metal bags, it's attractive
LOL laughing, you're a gold Oscar and I'm just acting

And I want your cinema hole
Have our kids play supporting roles
Climbing up the pole, Jack and the Beanstalk, bitch, it's gold
And I was in love, I would never get over you (someone help me, help me)
Ever, Sarah

Another love song about shit
And I'll be rich if I get another diss
Well, maybe Cupid won't miss
(Blaow!)
(Maybe)

Another love song about shit
And I'll be rich if I get another diss
Well, maybe Cupid won't miss
(Blaow!)

You're my lady
You taste so good
You're my lady
(Blaow)
I love you, Sarah

Half your body laying on my chest
The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breasts
And I'ma just take another guess
Now you probably wishing that you would've said yes
Am I crazy? Maybe
But fucked up is how I've been lately
Shit, I don't give a

Your family looking for you, wish 'em good luck
Bitch, you tried to play me like a dummy
Now you stuck up in my motherfucking basement all bloody
And I'm fucking your dead body, your coochie all gummy
Looking in your dead eyes, what the you want from me?
What did you want from me?
What did you want from me?

I gave you everything!
(Police!)
I gues I wasn't the one
(This is the police, open up the door)
I don't know, I don't know (open the goddamn door! We have you surrounded, motherfucker)
(Open up or we'll barge right in) it
(Blaow!)