It went down in her DM's.
I went down in the P.M.
Slip and Slide
Not tryna get caught by my B.M. (baby mother)
Creeping and sneakin
Always strapped up
Won't be caught by misplaced *****.
Guilty conscious,
But won't be me talking while I'm sleeping.
No hotel rooms
We practice our dalliance in the back seat.
No time for anyone to get any sleep in.
Stick and move
You're just this moment
And I won't get caught creepin.

You're not our problems
You're somewhere closer to the truth.
You're not our problems
They're just the personifications of the weakest parts of you.
Nothing last forever is always the easiest thing to say
But that never eases or sends the problem away.
Our problems drown us in oceans of sorrow.
Fighting to breach the aloft waves of pain
We tire ourselves until We and Our Problems,
Are one and the same.

You're not our problems
You're somewhere closer to the truth.
You're a warrior
But every story needs a villain too
Form not walls,
But bridges for kin.
For we do not know,
When we will face our antagonist,
Problems, again.

You're more beautiful than anything I've ever seen.
Infatuated with your morning face
Before layers of make up
And glistening hair from oil sheen.
You demand attention within every room
You're a perpetual storm of beauty
Just your existence makes angels swoon
You require no additives or extra fillings
Your allure is truly a gift from above
Without a proverbial ceiling.

You are woman
And everything I say is true.
You are woman
And we as man are truly blessed
To be allowed to exist beside you