IS... BUT WITH BLUE FONT, UH OH...

THIS MORNING YOU LOOKED LIKE A QUEEN
OFF HER THRONE
MINGLING WITH THE MILD MANNERED
CITIZENS AND DENIZENS OF YOUR
EMPIRE.

I SWEPT ONTO YOUR BLOCK AND HOPPED OUT MY COOL WHIP
INSIDES NOT QUITE JELLO
MORE
CARAMEL
STILL SAYING HELLO
LOOKING SMELLING JUST NOT FEELING
LIKE A MILLION BUCKS.

YOU TALKING BOUT HOW MY WALK AND MY SMILE MAKE YOUR KNEES WEAK
WE PLAYING AROUND
LIKE WE DON'T KNOW WE GONNA END UP
FUCKING
OR MAKING LOVE.

ME LUSTING OFF YOU LIKE
A NIGGA AIN'T HAD A MEAL
IN YEARS AND
YOUR PRIME RIB
WITH MOUNDS OF SOFT LITTLE POTATOES
NESTLED IN BETWEEN THE POOL OF BROWN GRAVY
AND THE SOFT BISCUITS ON THE SIDE...

THE SEX FEELS
UMMM......


LIKE WE DON'T KNOW WHAT HOW OR WHERE THE REST OF
CIVILIZATION IS
WAS OR WILL BE
JUST THE MOMENT
JUST US
JUST THE YOU AND ME DANCE THAT ENDS IN DEEP,
SOFT SNORING FILLED SLEEP.

COME ON...
SHAKE SHAKE
SHAKE SHAKE
SHAKE IT.