Motel

See I am calling a systems trial

These nights and weekends I come up across the guys I fell

In love for over the years, to grease this cheer

I know that I won’t go over three a year

This Crystal year

This Crystal Ball

I walk, I fall

Dip, stand crowd

Overall

The systems

Ball

The girl stalk

I stalk

Testosterone drip, bitch imma ball

This is the goal from across the miles

A gift from across the Nile

An inch chosen over the skies

The beauty seen in my man’s eyes

The gift I want to testify

I want to love him, in merry espionage

I want to duff him, in a bag to a trip to Mars

I want to love him, a bitch, I Ball

Shots called, shots fall

I want him here overall

I’m Overall

Rise Overall

The system called

I love my boy

My Major, my moiang

My domestic tatted boy

I want it on me, yes

Lord

I wanna transcribe the love you mean to me

The system cheap

The tattoo at 8 for eighty

Weight for Naettiae

Systems, faze me

Systems, try me

Systems finding

Over lining thin lines in my thighs

Open wide

My teeth shall shine

Veneer; “Open, smile.”