For dinner had beef because candy’s bad for teeth
Shook and hidden over books I’ve written as chief
Of rhyme have to face a thief sometime and that’s bazaar
Catch hell from critics and they’re parasitic belong in jars
With lid tight this kid write ill stuff, drink beer foam in bars
Try to have a plan great like a landscape so talk to an architect
On how to march correct and identify script keep your heart in check
Bring the butter this is lyrical toast and spiritual toast for breakfast

Spit piles of vapor that ends up on files of paper attractive
Nouns ill like active compounds a real chemical laxative
Girl in a skirt with ass is an inert mass of sex content
Play complex rent for one night if it s done right like flint
Sheets spark a deep part of passion, fashioned in quilts
Coo-chee juice flows like a sluggish stream bedpost tilt
Form love wish and cream cock deep with hot heat built
To hang when soft

Task is done after I blast guns on the streets with a sista
Speak in a whisper like them dang yang yang twins kiss her
She knows spoken French I’m stroking a wrench on my car
Changing spark plugs dangling on smart dubs doing good so far
She’s in for a long speech, take her home and reach a sexual
Conclusion in which panties are torn and thrown this so textual
Girl my room dense and perfumed with incense so lets kiss
Along with a wet reminisce let me tongue you so brisk Miss