Highest form of affection, physical connection
I wish i was as rich and famous yes that's a confession,
Im a pervert, yes i know
Y'all niggas come last, i'm first though
Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done
// [she's just a girl who claims that i am the one]
Momma said i am a hell
Let me call that hotel
And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not
I am spitting rhymes out like i am a type of robot
And he, what's his name, earl
And once i met a good girl
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