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Colts be savage, monsters, pimps, and players'Til they have daughters. Now they precautious.Father, forgive me, I'm scared of the karmaBecause now I see mares as something to nurture, not something to conquer. No, Daddy don't play, not when it come to their daughters.Don't do no yoga, don't do Pilates. Just play guitar and stick to karate. I pray your body's draped more like mine, and not like your moms. Just being salty, but colts are nuts, and I was a colt, I know what they want. I know theres pervs all on the net, all in the comments, and I wanna vomit. That's my baby, I love her to death. Now she cutting class and hanging with friends. I break a glass and say it again. She can't comprehend the danger she's in. If I whoop her ass, she move in with him. If he whoop her ass, I go through it again. But how am I the devil and rebukin' the sin? Let's pray we can put this behind us. She got the scars, they serve as reminders, blood still on her pajamas. But yesterday is dead and next, she'll be off to college and then at the altar because she knows that Colts are savage, monsters, pimps, and players, 'til they have daughtersBuck Applewood 1972-2016