The girl was as crazy as they come
she was for anything new and dangerous
her mantra was, live it fast and live it hard
in her back pocket the ace of spades, her card

When she got that wicked crooked smile
many a man would with haste run for miles
her devious ways were something to be desired
she was a burn out baby that I did truly admire

Her knife throwing skills were second to none
she would say, hold your **** and prepare to run

Even to me that woman lived it fast
I thought she'd kick the trails and last
I would bring her back if I could
Little Miss X dying in the hood

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris