I think I have figured it out
High on **** and smoking them out
She could not even get out
Of my mind

We started together as friends
Then we became close, could tell each everything
I love Doc McStuffins, so I called you Dorc,
Coz you had a little cute flower in your hands,
And a brown stuffing in her hands,

Beautiful she remains
Call me everything nice babe
Lay in her hands, I was okay for once
But she loved me more when I was just but one friend

Supportive I tried to become
But was chained in my legs
Could not move to the next step
Remember all the poems you read before?
She could not take me a ******

I'm gonna give her a friend first
Coz she need to be more of something that's there first
Even for Jesus to be more than a brother first
He got to be a brother first.