113 in the morning smoking marijuana mourning my dreads,
brushing my wave pattern ash and count a stack of my bread
collection thoughts like roach clips when the next of calls
gave me an erection heavy balls, sweaty palms, jelly armed tryna respond the alarm. the conversation wasnt long "come get this pussy when you ready, God" and then she gone, I ponder my qualm its sinister but we on, did I mention she my homeboys sister this is my song,
but nothing short of God is preventing my dick from, enterin walls ive been often wishing for but my, flawed position must have prolonged her decision but now she finna gimme the kitty prize winner within the mind of sinners lies small divisions or none at all I could mention that would halt intentions of gettin drawls, In this small clause i wonder if my thundeous wake dawn a forsaken bond of brothers,
its gotta be another hoes sprawl and thought i fall, victim to lettin the wisdom pick the protocol, cuz i know its all bad but it feels too, real good, to still do, the right thing by my mans although we still cool
real to real i would feel you, if you feel screwed and like a brother abused trust, fuck it my dude, i was a fool and we be sippin brews but wouldnt be true if i didnt say she gave ya boy the sweetest taboos


see, i know you gotta man and you know the love of my life is many miles away, with passion we vibing, but stifle it on a day to day, yo nigga be actin trifeling, you need a place to lay for one night but i give you the pipe and we light another j
I, wanna pray for your situation but Im too concentrated on how my exponent sustains your whole equation, exacerbation of the problem, true, instead of my conscious head I defer to my cock head and pursue, besides you say that your man, cant fuck worth a damn and havent a clue and I know that your fm is really my mans he'll understand that you cute, he knows i favor you, so beautiful with the way you do, dark complected chocolate body looking so flavorful, i go insane for you on daily too.
naked we'd make a symphony simply i lay the bass while you play my flute, the blatant truth, since the days that I was latent youth
i been feenin to make ya body get to "breakin" like 82


for these crimes, im sure you people feel im guilty of treason, open season, prolly wanna pummel my teeth in, for a valid reason, but Im not bein, shallow and theiving, cuz yall dont even know the way she got me open so please,
man o, shorty, o shorty why you gotta be so fly, whenever you float by, and even though i never see you often, i catch you walkin, tossin me special vibe, and testin my mind witcha sexy behind , mentally ive, already put my erection next to ya spine and applied the proper pressure till i stretch your vagina bout a milion times, so are you built to last the rugged design, bay bee
whaddaya say we, get into something kinda crazy, then blaze tree, Ill heat you up like somethin savory then freak ya body down like it was made to be, whips chains and slavery on tainted sheets is fair game foreplay to me
lust , greed, rage, hypocrisy and, o the debauchery, o, o the debauchery, you tantalizing fantasize fellatio and sodomy and followin you swallow me you possibly the nastiest ive ever met, splashing on me dripping wet, aint gotta be gentile just hit it to get ya shit in check and switch positions, she ride the distance and when she finished its not, the sound of a mistress, its a clock and a nocturnal emission