You will be manly, my kid
I don't want to see any tears sliding down that heroic face
And this body all sculpted to reach fantastic heights
That only a dream could surpass

You will be manly, my kid
I don't want to see any ounce of femininity
Neither airs, nor gestures that mean
And God knows, if these are still the worst to come
Castrate you for some vocalizations

You will be manly, my kid
Far from you these tactical finesse
All these women origins who feminize your guises
Under the pretext of being the faithful messiah of this dear archaic model

You will be manly, my kid
You will hold, in your hands, the iconic heritage of Apollo
And like all boys, you will run from balls to champion
And you will become my little historical hero

Abusive masculinity
Abusive masculinity

You will be manly, my kid
I want to see your pale complexion darken with fights and forge your mind
So that none of these ladies lead you to pink lands
Harmful, for glorious lads

You will be manly, my kid
You will hoist your masculine power
To counter this sensitive essence that your mother
Throws us in the family, she tires your invulnerable Achilles

You will be manly, my kid
You will count your abundance bills
Which bloom under your feet that you will never cross
You will spit without manners in a sense
You will parade proud and doped with flesh, protein nerve

You will be manly, my kid
You will shine with your physical strength
Your dominant appearance, your gangster posture
And your triumphant sex to despise the weak
You will enjoy your rough spark

Abusive masculinity
Abusive masculinity
Abusive masculinity
Abusive masculinity

But me, but me, I play with the girls
But me, but me, I don't flaunt my dick
But me, but me, I will accelerate your wrinkles
So that your words stop and disappear

But me, but me, I play with the girls
But me, but me, I don't flaunt my dick
But me, but me, I will accelerate your wrinkles
So that your words stop and disappear

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