she's like fine wine she gets better with
time to be honest shawty I don't punish
mine you is too dam fine swing my

lasso as it goes around that throat all pull ya close like the moon and will cry

all night trying not too yell at eachother ight so let me hold you close and look into those crazy eyes girl because I can't

get enough are thoughts are connected

your Never rejected everyone respected

not neglected your like a shooting star so far but noticed I know this when you

miss someone so dam much you contemplate your existence I hate that obsession I got with you but I don't give a fuck shawty that figure makes my heart race like I'm floating to moonbase
only thing I could taste even in the afterlife will make place.