The brother said he had rhythm

In mind I was imprisoned with suspicion
that he had played me as if he had rhythm

Inbetween them sheets my intention was to go into a ****** dimension

(Prevention)

that's what I forgot before I found out I had a infection, no protection

You had had me then you had bag me going in I knew he was a felon,

but that attracted me and rated him to be my lucky number seven

He was curious so we agreed that this secret was going to be victorious understandably I am seductive and he was more then just impulsive he was destructive

So he that inconsiderable wannabe thought he was gone be runner up for my nominee,

But that would never happen he had ****** me with venom so I shown him door to get out and never let me see him or his so called rhythm