Hero

I never completely agreed

That I'm much of a reason to even compete

My love wasn't even a reason we even conceived or conceded to be

I was conceited and lusting for cream and a dream to be seen as a king

But I wasn't nothin a fiend and deceiving the one who was dreaming of me

I've had to be last in the race cuz my dick is a piece of shit slap to the face

Leaning back with an attitude strapped to my waist

Like it's nothing to smack some new ass in the pace

How did I live so offendingly nympho with so many women presenting me

Info on how far they back bend or in to me

They so attracted and been and they been a freak

Fuckin and screaming til whatever cluckin bitch bust a nut that Im deep in