How about a folk rap?

Baby Got Tracks

I read your butts and I cannot lie
You other soothsayers can't deny
When a girl strips down below her waist
I can read her nether face
I feel lines in her cheek designs
Cos her future's in her butt
Take off the jeans you're wearing
I'm blind so I won't be staring
I just wanna read your futcha
I can feel from your patootcha
Whole life's written in these lines
It's like reading highway signs
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I can't do any more. Sorry.

Alex