Tired of being in my head
Can I just say I want taste your skin !
Salty in all it's glory ?
I like how you say eww like we all don't have obsessions
Like we all don't have demons
Like we all don't have that one angel
Like you hate how my eyes follow you
Like there won't be another time to see you
Tired of being in your head
Can you just ask me to eat your *** like ....
Like that's disgusting you should see when I'm a gentleman
Like that's awful I wonder how you think places are made in the dirt
Like I wouldn't put you in first place like millionaire making love to suckiest celebrity

My foreign exotic Romania dispatch,
Daytona the   horses inside of my gym bag
Like how my heart will abide under sixpack
My......
Fantasies forgot how speak.
Kissing the rim never made me so weak
After day dreaming you ran off my feet
You told me your age
As you smiled with a wink
Lifted your shirt as I swim to discreet
Wait ...
How old did he say he was....

Praise the Lord oh my soul and all that is within me,
For I've seen the offspring of my sister's
And there sons and what they are meant to be
Mother's warm kiss softer then angle wings
Dads soda cans tougher then the skin of what he used.



I am son of a song .
Oh Lord I hope I sing fine tune with you given me

Daughter,
Don't believe that you are the the most prettiest of the leaves.
Remind your self if they taught men how to take care of baby then a woman would be nothing but self esteem.
YOU ARE THE LIKENESS THE BORE A GOD IN A GENE
Never eat pride for the son you have is already equipped for dreams
All you are and is all who all is to be.
Lie is lie
Truth is truth
And you will be who you are meant to be.

My son,
I don't know you yet but take care of your seed
Never drop it another man's tea.
Even though some wants coffee in the morning
And others wanna hide what they bleed
There is one that's more crafty, craftier than a woman picking from a tree.
Yet, trust your gut ....
Your spirit will tell you for he is the father of our whole existence.

My soul.
Is earth
My spirit is space
And my flesh is you
If I had one day to be part of your world... What would you show me ?

Every bone in my body says it's you
But the flesh is so weak like Campbell's soup
Yet its better then drinking oil from car battery
.....you know some drink coke but I wish to dive memories to.

When will you wake me up from the dream I choose?
When I wake up from this I hope it's pure like water that comes from ......you

I tried make time and sense of it,
But I'm cool because this isn't love ...
We
All
Have obsessions...

I chase the power lines til' they stop at home!
And I wish  your pretty *** was a peeping tom!
..like knocking on my window like I came alone
Wonder if I kiss you would you kiss me brooooooooooooooo