Comin' up on a reality thing,
that she actually seemed like she happen for me/
in the past in breeded some immacualte dreams
then said I lacked to see what she was askin' from me/
hearts made to be broken, highs must some down
gotta get used to her eyes of lust not around/
But it's cool, to young and sexy not to find a replacement
but a foolish form of jugdement got me tied and pacein'../
the floor, cuz the aura had me thinking that more
than four months I would adore so I scored in with the raw/
just that one time I ain't have no condom, no problem
I'll just pull out quick as a gat to spray a whole squadron/
..now things ain't work out, and I'm thinking the worst now
the thrill here done fizzled but I'm worried about a birth now/
I'm I thinking to much in my head now..just dream stuff
or a statistic of wedlock..it seems this month/
is going so slow, i'm foamin' to know
I'm i blessed with a preciaous soul, and one that just werck my own?/....
now Im on some fuck a bitch shit,
but when I literaly did it I get stuck with this shit/
Now I hope she never calls confessin' up
not cuz my life with her is over, but for one that just begun/

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