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TESTOSTERONE.
Below my lower belly, is a driving force. My nuts, are driving me nuts. This driving force, fuels my masculinity... a chemical impetus. An irrepressible energy. All of a male's repressed emotions can't stop it. It's not Satan, or original sin. It's the chemical composition... C,19-h,28-02,otherwise known as Testosterone!! The Testicle is the brute force, even making the wimps howl at the moon. Sorry, my sisters, James Brown was right in 1966. THIS IS A MAN'S WORLD!! Dick power, is a sad reality. Sexism will vanish, when the fires of Testosterone are extinguished. The stuff, will do inexplicable to ya. It will make you yell vulgarities at the object of your lust. For example, Yeah, yeah, suck it bitch! Take it up the ass, you punk! I'm gonna cum on your face, you faggot! You know, what I'm talking about dude! It will make you go ballistic... Get animalistic. It's like a raging fire in your balls. Ejaculate, and tranquility is yours. Thirty minutes later... The fire returns. And burns some more! It is the ultimate flame. Old men, obsess on it's memory. Testosterone is the metaphoric ocean of the earth. Sea upon sea of manhood juice. Testosterone is not a controllable substance. It's way beyond control! It's natural, sometimes super-natural. It will make you: Pillage, plunder and rape through a village. Plunder in angry thunder. It will make you: Kill,conquer,drive,run,shoot,slap,hit,kick Spit,shit,piss,grasp,pull,grunt,eat,scream Devour,cut,fuck,yell,lift,throw,beat, jerkoff,argue Compete,destroy,rocknroll,surf,slam,dance Even sky diving. Let's get physical! Let's get animal! Let's put the Id back in Idiot! Growl, howl, lust, greed, need, You take the lead. Breed, bleed and sweat!
If there's gonna be an Apocalypse,
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