Thrown Into Prison (With apologies to Creed's "My Own Prison") Herpes in recession, a new dick is in No condoms in my pocket today To catch semen The balls are cold and pale His cock made of steel Screams fill the room But still I drop and kneel Thrusting now the sound My ass the only motion around Semen cluttering the ground My face flowing in love lotion Shackled by his meanness Expecting reach around In there is his penis My ass begins to burn So I held my head up high Holding thrusts that burn inside Which only fuels his sexual drive We've all held ankles out for his gun a gun that shoots only white cum We the meek have a full bum I hear a thunder in the distance See a vision of starfish I feel the pain that was driven with his huge manliness My loins roar in the darkness Only he holds my thigh A light to see me from my buttocks And grant warm cum inside of me And I give head On a Sunday morning Erection dead No time for moaning Ain't got no time So I held my head up high Holding thrusts that burn inside Which only fuels his sexual drive We've all held ankles out for his gun a gun that shoots only white cum We the meek have a full bum I cry out Oh God Seeking only his emmision Bubba stands and confirms I've been thrown into prison I cry out Oh God Seeking only his emmision Bubba stands and confirms I've been thrown into prison So I held my head up high Holding thrusts that burn inside Which only fuels his sexual drive We've all held ankles out for his gun a gun that shoots only white cum We the meek have a full bum