pottymy baby

i get em out I'm like go my baby she invisions shout, so I'm on. grow like crazy. what's it to ya if I flip yo name. playya,pawtee,hustling ain't a damn thing changed. I get out but I don't go under I holla I'll be up when the world's assunder. striking lights like it's the sun we up yonder I I get em on. I'm like sweet sweet .take heat. ain't never been a mixed feeling come empty. she looks for creep now she's running my baby. no more fronting him lately. and the mind is mental crazy I'm like go go go go go go go my baby. blow on past feet don't ever let em see ya running like crazy. be so certain. never onto maybe. she enables bout cradling her figure I'm like have no doubt. it's only you again st the struggle. you a hot wind blowing. like a mystery. by Virginia Simmons 2019