The B-Vomit

Twelve hours driving forty degrees of temperature
Open a bottle of ron plate
Not stand the heat
The radio sounds brutal scatophile
It’s a good time for a drink

The temperature rises in my body I want to drink more

Nicaragua border alcohol takes effect
Nicaragua road the alcohol goes to my head

Dave drives and I can’t stop drinking
All the way nobody wants to drink more
The bottle is only mine

We reached our destination
Lion city many women with big asses

The gonzofuck was afraid of me
I can’t really stop I miss my family

I want to drink more
My mind went blank

They spent many hours

I vomited all over my body
I'm swimming in my own vomit

My own vomit all over my body

Nicaragua border
Alcohol takes effect
Nicaragua road
The alcohol goes to my head