Turn your volume all the way up. I may have pixelated the view, but I left you everything you actually need to hear. Every breath, every sound, every little detail. Let it get inside your head.
Now imagine every drop filling your wallet, every sound tightening its grip on your attention, and every second reminding you who you’re listening to.
Don’t just scroll past. Put your headphones on, press play, and tell me how many times you had to replay it. Worship sounds better with the volume up.
Tonight you gotta do just one thing, stay fkn glued to your screen gooning over me, pumping over and over without release your shit, getting more and more weak, sending non stop
Close your door, turn lights off, grab your lube, grab your popper, and send send send