I’m more about a light sweat
On some perfect curves
Then a non-tangible emotional connection I can’t feel
Using my tongue to clean her body from head to toe
But instead I’m cleaning the mess inside her mind
Trying to take her somewhere so far from her anxiety
But no matter the proximity I can’t help fix her
Try to **** away the pain so its back to back rounds till my body quits
Afraid to stop ******* You because your gonna go right back
To unhealthy habits, to 24/7 stress and to holdin it all in
Surpressed my urges, cut off my hoes and shaped up
Yet I still feel like I’ll never win and I’ll never save you