Yo little girl walking down Mississippi
way
What did you bring for a brotha this time?
Hope everything but a jail term ...
Maybe you got a little
money
To get me through the
week
Something to give me
hope
My birthday was last
week
I got older but didn’t
feel any wiser
I mean, I tell people the
solution
To my problems is more
money
The root of my Kush addiction
was the money
They call withdrawal
symptoms
I don’t remember
withdrawing anything
You ask why I’m
telling you all of this
Maybe it’s my
ignorance to face reality
She calls me
intelligent fool
Telling me to smell
the roses
Sorry love I don’t
know much about affection
She has a busy schedule ??
Rub my eyes, she’s no
girl
A woman beyond
imagination
Excuse me miss you wanna get married ?
She laughed at me, for
a second …
Who was I ... and, what
was so funny
Did I just attempt verbal suicide?
Or wealthy thug creeped in
Well case of marmite
you love or hate it
In a state of utter
confusion
That’s what she put me
in
I can’t think of what
was next in line
For conversation need
to know why
But wait I’m straight
hood and …
She all proper and all
la that
Will she ever understand me?
Ok I’ll propose with
the Haribo and
Get the diamond one
later
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