One day i met this homie named SpitFire, he was getting sone hot nipple wires, when he spoke he spit fire, dont know this man to be a liar, he got a desire to hit it and quit it before shit got complicated and he had to retire, so he aqcuired the best pussy and wouldnt settle with anything less, put on your bullet proof vest, run to your west cause he has a path of destruction without instructions, so he will get in that mutha fucka innie belly button, shit in your bath tub, shut up jax you scud, and get back to rubbin nub nubbin cause it needs some lovin, Spitty is quite Witty, if he wasnt a asshole to you, i would have a sissy instead of a bro, what else can i throw in? A 2 for 1 sale is already done and i miss that fatty boo, her voice could soothe the need to get off for hours, spitfire has some sour thoughts, dot dit dot dit dot but i got the thoughts in a grand ole lot waiting for hire, leggo spitfire! -From your favorite pupil ever. <3 <3 <3 <3