Black Poetry : she was a BROWN SOUL SISTERand boys gather around to blisterher ears with love stufffor her the news greaterbut left a huge craterlike a hole in

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she was a BROWN SOUL SISTER
and boys gather around to blister
her ears with love stuff
for her the news greater
but left a huge crater
like a hole in her soul
she's alone and home
talk to a boy on her phone
being home is legit
but she can be blown to bits
by love talk she's has a boss attitude
but can't make a false move
 
but can't make a false move.
her coochee shook soft and aware
have to move the books off that chair
on the phone this boy raps a lot
wanna try trap her on the spot
his power at odds
and like a shower rod
it dries damp clothes
while he revamps flows
he wants cake and thirst for help
but he must take the first step
he comes with flimsy rhymes
 
he comes with flimsy rhymes
and like assembly lines
they produce cars
while there's juice in girls' bras
she stays smart
and while they were apart
she wrote a love letter every week
he thought that was very sweet
she think about matters
while her thing is pink and shatters
a pair of panties like washing machines
and boys be literally squashing teams
 

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