Sperm bank

Hellen Keller, no you can’t sell her

Bet ya imma tell her that I’m gonna keep her in the ice cellar

Wished I could text her, but unfortunately her name is Helen Keller.

She can’t wash but she can feel my cash doe

I pay her a lot, bang her around the block

That pussy so rancid, but it’s okay cuz I’m high off of battery acid

No you can’t have her

She my bitch

She got that good stank tank

She treats me like a bank

Never offers to thank me

But it’s okay cuz I’ll just shank her later

(She won’t know who shanked her cuz eyes are tanked) see ya later alligator

Hellen Keller, you wouldn’t wanna smell her

That’s why I put her in a ice cellar

You best not tell her

She my bitch fool

She treats me like a tool

(Get it? Because she’s blind)

I’m her seeing her eye dog during the day

But at night my hotdog goes all the way

Her eyes so tanked, she thinks a toilet is a huge poop tank

Y’all so fake, you can’t like you wouldn’t eat her pussy while the smell so rank

I’ll take my words to the bank

Now my dick is tanked

(Shout out to the real ones though, my boys up in heaven, can’t wait to shoot up a 7 eleven)

Officers it wasn’t me, it was Hellen Keller

Hellen Keller better not get near no alligator, because she won’t see no one later

(Hellen Keller the baddest bitch alive, no not because of the stories, it’s because she was my personal sperm bank)