yesterday was tha day, to make up for most days with out rays....
of sunshine when its dim, throwin shots but none hit above tha rim....
chances slim i might bend,but let me begin before it ends....
woke up about noon,thinkin my babys comin soon so im consumed.....
with joyfull feelins', tha cracks im sealin' hopefully will hold....
still im feelin bold,to understand a girl who used to be so cold.....
id never fold and she wouldnt either, no more huffn ether.....
no more cheatin or i might beat ya, just a joke.....
i went to take a smoke, and its about five thirty.....
my dawg curt showed up, he was a little early.....
an hour passes and were smokin out side her hair is curly.....
open tha door and lo and behold its my baby girlie.....
actualy showin,curts got tha bomb ass chronic and were smokin.....
tha game is over no more tokin, curt up and jets my girls all open....
for tha only man which im hopin,deep down inside i stay knowin....
relations keep growin, like real leather in hot weather.....
were stuck together as always forever like rust and erosion.
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