by ab

Checkin' on my ******* in the back
they’ve been flippin' on the side
How to go with the flow
Don't even know where it at
that’s fine
when we got the front porch
lookin like a couple dorks
peach pit in the palm of my hand
in hand in hand of another man
understand
never in my right mind
always had a feeling i would get left behind
At the edge of my seat
When i cant can’t stand the heat
Ill be ******* inside of the kitchen
And if you’ve been taken a listen
You know me no different

I spy I spy
I spy some corny guy
Caught the feels in a butterfly net
Wanna play birds and bees I bet
Want me on my kness I bet
Want to plant that seed I bet
Think I need to be reset
Is there something better yet
Feathers in my ribcage
Burning all the good sage
Think I would have been over this phrase
So what if I let you come and stay
Turns to nothing Anyway
What's the point roll this joint
Trouble hands we will anoint
Lavender wrist I do insist
Tell me you wouldnt even wanna slice of this
If you break my wrist you get my fist
I can get real busy for a pacifist