It's that supernatural-spy who can actually catch your ass in a lie...Yes, it's that seeker of the actual factuals, kinda like a private-eye. I'll be that guy, although I be high, I ain't gonna lie, you've got the bomb-ass-body baby, what's your name? You the main reason why, I wanna try, my best to try to impress, you madamoiselle! Well oh well, what the hell if you wanna undress, from head to toe, lookitthem breasts, it's breathtaking I'm making her chest heave! Would you believe, she wanna show me the beaver but my eyes couldn't leave her cleavage, not anyone of my niggaz either. Peter, Peter that little pumpkin eater, said that she was very sweet in his two-seater. Heard that nigga love to eat her like a Fajita pita...fuck that shit, MrNickster don't really need a freak...if she can't think & she can't speak, i could do without that freaky freak for all 7 days of the week! Hook:🎵 I'm a poet, an artist painting you people a pretty picture...so just listen to this rhythm & this poetry mixture, & see how horny it can get ya. I bet ya, that I won't even need to sweat ya, from sunrise down until the sunsets, just never, ever forget, that you's the one who let me get ya!🎵