Running my fingers threw my red, curly weave comforts my soul..yeah I’m lyin here still woke..
Dam this shit gettin old.
Lookin for that sexy,strong, mighty one that can kill it..
In the morning he’ll awake to bacon and eggs in his skillet..
All I need is one that can handle my insatiable fire..I’m talkin mental.. as well as physical desire..
Love me, and treat me as your beautiful royal Queen..For day and night my mind and body will serve u as my King..
Walk with me.. for eternity… Hand..in hand
Allowing nothing to depart us… on this great land.