Didn't I tell you she was game?
Bitch is flawless, I call her babe.
and when my eyes meet her skin,
imma gonna tell you girl,
cause I'm of the sort that only knows grey
but there is a burst of colour and specks!
and I don't know if she is aware
about the smoothness in her speech.
I can just see her flaunting freedom
as she moves that fat ass
and it hurts me to call her pretty
cause pretty is basic - small
yet in the meeting of my senses and
all that cavorting,
in that space
I discover the bubbliness
of glitter confetti - piñata daze.
dont give a f$uck about whats tainted
I just have mind for what has tint.
