Judge Holden went to Milwaukee. He was lookin' for a buck to break.
He was in a bind, he needed some nig behind, he had an evil thirst to slake
When he came across this fat man workin' on a grinder and rollin' it hot.
And Judge Holden jumped upon a rusty mustang and said, "Pig, let me tell you what."
"I guess you didn't know it, but I like usin niggers, too.
And if you'd care to take a dare I'll make a bet with you.
Now you grind pretty good negerwurst, Pig, but give the ole Judge his due.
I bet a dildo of gold 'gainst your hole 'cause I think I'd rather fuck you."
The pig said, "My name's not Pig, child, and it never was
This is where your life ends stalker" he oinked in a smug voice full of pozz
Fatrick lube your micro-dick and get it fuckin hard.
'Evenings Red in Milwaukee and Judge Holden wants your lard.
And if you win you get this shiny dildo made of gold,
But if you lose Judge Holden gets your hole
Judge Holden opened up his pants and he said, "I'll start the show."
And lube flew from his fingertips till his pecker was aglow.
And he grabbed a coon from the street who looked like Tariq Nasheed.
And when he thrust his pecker deep the nigger's eyes began to bleed.
When Judge Holden finished, Fatrick said, "You're clinically obsessed,
a terrorist cyberstalker...wait why are you still undressed?"
"Fuck this bet i'm taking you now!"
"Gonna bend you over and make you my sow"
"Scream harder pig, while your pooper I plow".
"Oh god so loose FUCK IM CUMMING NOW!"
Judge Holden smiled down at the pig he had made so humble
He admired the cratered piggy ass, heard Fat's sobbing mumble
Holden said, "Fatrick ill be back tonight, oh and I need to use your can"
As Holden went to rape his toilet next, Fatrick wept a broken man.
And he heard:
"Jesus christ this place is a dump!"
"Worst fuckin place I ever emptied my rump"
"Oh hey Nikkki, your cunt smells like a sump".
"Running out of rhymes now so....VOTE TRUMP!"