Haven't written in awhile but here's a verse about a girl...
yeah, blinded,that's what i'm callin' it
so much money wasted, taking you to the mall and shit
but titties had me blinded, the right path I couldn't find it
but now I got my freedom and suddenly i'm reminded
how good life can be, when I don't have you suffocating me
now i'm livin' stress-free, but oh do I miss how you caressed me
and suddenly the emotion spills back in
memories pile onto my back until it starts crackin'
and I ask, baby why did this happen?
cuz there was no slappin, or hitting
did I start slacking? is there something i'm missing?
cuz to me we were the definition of perfection
and it's my intuition that we still have a connection
that goes way beyond sexin, so baby just let me in...