Gideon's Charlemagne

Leak this, the soiling facefuls

of what I’ve got

It’ll drip down you

It’ll run you

I’ll make you swim inside what I spit

You’ll drink me

every drop of me

I’ll make you lick it off yourself

I’m so thick

I taste so dedicated

And I myself, I soar

When I let you have it

Full Blast

When I push inside of you

everything that I have

You’ll taste me

and drink

it’s the fruit of the Gods

to me

to myself & I

obviously, to you.