You can't let your past hold your future hostage.
As a young boy you gave me whoopings to save my life.
When Iโm alone in my room sometimes I stare at the wall, and in the back of my mind I hear my conscience call.
I'm kind of horny, conventional methods of making love kind of bore me.
Let it flow, while I pump it slow, then I speed it up, heat it up, make it more nasty.
Nobody is perfect, but life is about choices.