Black Mamba

When that music starts, while I'm on stage I feel so unbreakable. Nothing can hurt me here. You can look but you can't touch. I like to pretend I'm on the ocean somewhere in Costa Rica, or some shit like that, letting the waves smack my thighs. I watch these niggas crawl to me as if my name is now. While my legs spread apart more I still keep dancing. Leaning my head back looking over to at Henna . The shit I would do for her. The rules are I dance she protects. Two flames in love, let's hope it don't burn out quickly. She's loyal but I like to watch her look at these other girls, with perfection. Incurable love.

It's just me, the projects, and loved ones. Sometimes that's all you need in the hood.But what about my wants. I'm tired of that dirty ass piece of shit we call money. That's the root to all my problems. My salvation.