My peeps advise she’s not worth it
Could it be my nature to fall for her
In my heart I know she deserves it
I don’t want her to become the target

In conversation she’s amazing, straight genuine
We all know connections occasionally fail to last
Another heart left again, cold chills though I push pins
Tack another love letter to the wall not mailed, a foolish craft

Incorporate sufficient dialogue with God the father
Dosage of best medicine and course of thought
A period of family connectivity UN-bothered
The woman spider lost her fruit fly, his life was once caught

Escape the fiery depths of Hell and become your own inmate
Translate the morals you wish to inspire at Judgement Day
Mean everything that you say or perpetuate, no slang
The customs of God and Devil seem to focus on rate
But anyways I motivate myself from understanding my intimate Mistakes
I view her intelligence so if accidents are penetrated, she makes the call
Block me, rock me, rot me….
Well I ended up becoming a falling leaf this fall