Now here's a little story, I've got to tell
About three sandniggers, you know so well
It started way back in history
With Simon Peter, Mary Magdalene, and me, J.C.
Been had a little donkey named Paul Revere
Rode him through the desert for about a year
Curing the lame, healing the sick
Buncha lepers on my tail, but no bitches on my dick
One lonely Messiah I be
All by myself, without nobody
The sun is beating down and the air is getting hot
I have very little water and I'm almost out of khat
Lookin' for a girl, I found one who was fly
Her name was Mary Magdalene, I said, "Howdy", she said, "Hi"
She told a little story, that sounded well rehearsed
She only drinks cum and now she's dying of thirst
She reached into my robe, and pulled out my dick
Got down on her knees and she started to lick
She said, "Can I get some?"
I said, "I'm gonna cum!"
Pulled my dick out of her mouth
And shot a load all over her tongue
We ended up fucking all night til I was damn near dead
Then we laid down in my tent and this is what she said,
"Now my name is Mary Magdalene, I've got a license to thrill
I think you know what time it is, it's time to get ill
So we both rose up, and we started to pack
Loaded up the donkey, and ate a quick snack
We stepped into the wind, and all I could do was grin
You think this story's over but it's ready to begin
