Freestyle shit, as requested.
She said.
Can I take a look inside your mental?
Travel through your thoughts.
Get a taste of what you've been through.
I wanna get lost.
Who knew life could be this simple.
Knocking down my wall.
Solving me just like a riddle.
Fuck.
That's how you handle me?
First you break me down like you handle a gram of weed.
Then you roll me up in your love, and you capture me.
Like when you lock me up between your legs when I go deep.
Our greatest high.
