I spoke to this beautiful individual very deeply.. she has desperate dudes on her flow but theyll just break her heart in pieces.. I spoke to this dime jawn ..shes intelligent without evidence its like she hides it inside her twisted mind... i admire her smile.. i admire her laugh.. only she does know and intimately i fall into a trap... this interesting soul blinded of her own potential... to be w me ... im teasing, it was a joke. Laugh. Maybe im not but dont get me wrong her baby is my younging... shit maybe we can be something but shawty gotta Mrs. And this is .. not a robbery.. but if i so happen to steal her heart and kill competition shit then i must be trill.. bc this is real beyond substances ... i should stop ranting but shawty intrigues me... she makes me smile ..just for a brief while.. yet still i'd walk miles ..to feel her presence intersect my ego. Baby let me know... you looking for a companion? Well fuck it im your nemo... I stuttering in words and smile w curves bc im that nerd no one ever notices.. the one with the voice, firm approach but soft eyes... but my pupils only focus on her mind. The poetry in witch she hides... will she ask if shes the one i like ? I hope not .. damn how would i reply ? I dont even know the answer my damn self ... she just might.
