There is this place I used to visit, to suck big dick.
Anytime I couldn't find one, I'd go apeshit.
So I said to myself, "Why do you put up with this?"
Answer was, "when I'm slurping and gulping cum, I'm ecstatic,"
Fanatic, dick addict, attack it with lips and spit.
Get a grip. Damn I trip, when it drips from the tip.
I'm like shit, can't get no better than this. My life is the shit,
Till I kiss my man in public, cause ya'll talk shit.
So I'll sit in this here closet, only come out at night.
After all that's when the freaks come out, right? (Right)
Mother fuckers ain't never got nothin' to say 'bout others upliftin',
So I'm no longer kissing ass of homophobes who be trippin'.
I'll just listen to Elton John sing, "I'm Still Standing,"
As I stroll down this new corridor of dark men standing,
Hand in hand, all in demand with good cushion for pushin'.
He's good lookin'. He's got me shook. And he could use a good whuppin'.
