“When I Die”

When I die Don't cry Just know I was a King Named B.T.Y. Wipe your eyes Show me that smile As I'm cremated I'm set on fire... I remain in your presence As you look up, Down comes my blessings, Gods Gift tattooed in my skin Unwrapped As I gave you all, my present, That was right before your eyes Which was... My life... KING B.T.Y. 5/2016

“The Realist”

I see phoniness everyday I gotta be one of the realist People you've ever meet because I'm just me... There's nothing to Be ashame of. I'm the type of person That'll tell you like it is & What it is because I speak my mind... If I'm telling you something you Might take it out of context because Of the way I'm telling you ...

“Lost Sense”

I should've rolled with you Instead I strolled on you I should've rode for you Instead I grabbed the wrong keys And I couldn't ride for you Losing sense of direction Maybe not Just maybe losing sense Of perfection That's what I wanted I'm still hearing voices Inside, Not just my eyes But my heart has cried Not just my soul But I felt I died.   Written By B.T.Y.

“Amazing”

Life is amazing as this picture... Giving you the best of me Amazing... Amazing... Anthony Hamilton said that, It's really amazing in fact, That I had you once, Now I have you again, Having you close to me Amazing... Amazing... If I'm the sun Your the raisin, Not a soul Can rain on our parade, But souls will dance with us In our parade... As we get away... Amazing Written By King ...

“Sex Slave Pt.2”

I told her it feels good To be her sex slave Unshackled now As she rubs on me & Penetrates my manhood Inside her, moaning, & Groaning, lost In hot steamy sex, Nails are gripped in my back This Is what was we needed In fact, Kama sutra moves saying ahhh & oooo Tying her hands Behind her back Bending her over Doggystyle Welcome to my world How does ...

“Sex Slave Pt. 1”

She had me shackled Chained Hands to feet Just cut up jeans On my legs I'm shirtless As I begged For help Please let me go As I screamed She whipped me Her nail marks Was in my back She ripped my jeans off Now I'm naked She said you get what You asked for How does it feel To be my sex slave boy Written By B.T.Y. Photo courtesy of https://johnskywalker.wordpress.com