She called me daddy and asked for sugar I responded baby thinking why am I with her a different picture peep my perspective world keeps trying me regardless and here’s what I’m left with check it, it’s funny how when I spit chicks have to look at it in that mirror timing be off universally since she’s in her villainous era my thoughts are now clearer but some desires remain split between positive and negative so finding balance is driving me insane as I refrain, maintain my composure relax to frequency beats without the use of doser poster-ize my thoughts since it cost to be be a boss I’m flossing more than just my teeth cause beneath the sheets dirty peeps lurk and seek wanting to bring closure to my reign, my gains despite pain please don’t make me over.
