Always got eyes over me, protection for even for one who protects the street, protect pain from the one and two many can feel the same but not one like me, I never feel shit except when I feel the opposite top bee, having contractions with me coming out of her privacy, my whole 6 feet, she say Im stuck on her toes all the way to her thoughts, running up and down her body from the beginning of her morning till her point where she goes to sleep dreaming in pain but she so deep in loving the feelings, with sweats that cover her skin wit a shine that makes the rest understand the addiction, cold and safe is what she prefers over worried and clueless she loves the routhless, you only about making unsure statements while we rule on the streets, the guessing game you u play the best, while I settle in her expansion with 6 weeks of contractions we call this process the hell week, red marks the ball mind on scoring a goal with it in the net cuz it's penalty if any less and we tipsy to pass the road bump with our swag that we drag in the grass, we swing perfectly slip and slide you must expect a fall, hill of off her feet by midnight but yet active at the midnight club of your town, heavy with the kicks, I drink and play like my last name be Morgan with a bent kne, the reason I slide in so easy.... In her vision as a perfection to be with. #ArmoTheReason idk where my writing went, point being why I don't write much at times but it was okay for a quick piece (at sunland y san Fernando) https://www.instagram.com/p/CIBPOc3HKxz/?igshid=9jjtz48go79o