She captured me in her sexiness with her gravitational pull
Her gravitational pull tugs at my essences
The heat she emit would make Satan sweat
Her earth tone skin have men erupting like volcanoes
With a smile as bright as the sun that warms my heart you chase away the sorrow that clouds my life
With skin that rivals the marvels of the universe time itself stands still and take notice
With the moon for your crown and the earth for your throne you give a whole new meaning to the title Ms. Universe.

Written by Keith Edward Baucum

He was driving down ******* Boulevard He had killers in the car
He drove with a blank stare as the killers put their clips in their pistols
His soul was the color red stained with blood from all the murders he had ordered and committed
The car came to a stop He pointed at a white house

Written by Keith Edward Baucum

She is God's greatest creation
A sculpture of pure genius for man to marvel at
A living portrait art made flesh painted across the canvas of the world
Hues of brown
Strokes of red
Dabs of yellow
Dipping his brush in the fabric of space creating the first Ms. Universe.

Written by Keith Edward Baucum

With lifeless eyes he forms the south side hand sign
Represent his neighborhood is all he know
No remorse for his actions banging on the other side
He got his dope in his pocket and his pistol in his waistband
He pulled his pistol aimed and fired shots with his left hand
Hot steel spiraled out the barrel of the gun
Empty shells and bodies hit the pavement
Elevating the crime rate he celebrates with his homies back on the south side
Lines of ******* being snorted off the stomachs of *****
With bloodshot eyes they scream south side
North siders come through gunning automatic weapons being fired
Screams of ****** echo through the night
Unable to return fire south siders lay dying
With lifeless eyes they form the south side hand sign

Written by Keith Edward Baucum

Her love is destructive like blue suns turning my black sand beach into glass
Boiling away my oceans setting my fields ablaze in blue flames
Bringing an end to my world.

Written by Keith Edward Baucum

Secrets are like hidden treasures waiting to be discovered
Like dead dreams being tucked away
Like the forbidden fruit waiting to be plucked
Like ugliness masked with beauty
Like deception shrouded in sincerity.

Written by Keith Edward Baucum

Take a trip with me to lands unheard of
Through hidden passages,  secret doors, and unknown chambers deep within my mind
All you need is your imagination so leave everything behind
See creatures and sights so strange that they'll burn imprints on the pages of your brain.

Written by Keith Edward Baucum