Black Poetry : His raps stands While he adapt plans To suit circumstances And talk to cutes about romances See a girl in mad silk And that add milk To his coffee Sai

She’s advised to go home
Because his thing rise and look strong
Oh she looked down, what's going on?
Her panties jest flew off
Her coochee so true and soft
This is extreme history
And like a team to victory
She wins with men he jest
Kissed her lips as he waits
For true cake, she try to avoid
Giving some to a pretty boy Floyd
Boys got blank hopes
 

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