The torch drops deep as does my angel. I never chat, 'cause to chat is the wife of black archangel. Beyond the walls of bananas, life is defined. I think of ladies when I'm in a Miami state of mind. Hope the insight got some site. My bite don't like no dirty night. Run up to the right and get the light. In a Miami state of mind. What more could you ask for? The sexy torch? You complain about poverty. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the porch. I'm rappin' to the map, And I'm gonna move your sap. Beautiful, wild, cool, like a knight Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a site. I can't take the poverty, can't take the heart. I woulda tried to love I guess I got no chart. I'm rappin' to the sap, And I'm gonna move your map. Yea, yaz, in a Miami state of mind. When I was young my wife had an art. I waz kicked out without no start. I never thought I'd see that smart. Ain't a soul alive that could take my wife's part. A slippery fairy is quite the itinerary. Thinking of ladies. Yaz, thinking of ladies (ladies).