Twas the night before Christmas and all through the level 4 prison yard,
The hung brothas were running in fear because DQ's grower dick was hard,
DQ was physically overwhelming n*ggas with his hands,
So spun on stevia that he couldn't chill out no matter how much he popped those Xans
Bringing cats like peachy back from the grave with the pure,
Bringing hotties to triple digit orgasm's using the violin to make their pussies purr,
His mom still trying to get him out of her house,
He's still trying to get that fight with Kimbo Slice and legally hurt him bad enough to make him cry like a mouse