Cess
Can’t hate myself every day, man
Morning breathe,
cess
The room stinks,
cess
Ashtray over flowing,
cess
Her weave never smells,
blessed
Starting my story how I always start my story
Never with my life or my journey
Not gonna put self out there for you to hurt me
I’m a sensitive prick
I’ll say wild shit
I’ve got bars in my heart for women I’ve known
I’ve got bars for women who fit that mould
I’ve got bars for women who have 3b hair who wear lime green coats
I’ve got bars for woman who tattoo my words
on their skin
I don’t want to boost
I ain’t a driving nigga
I’m an Uber nigga
Touch your pussy at the green light
No partition
The drivers got a rare view
Because I’m scared and you’re willing
I find that pussy so confusing
It taste like long division and cess
Now I’m obsessed.
I’ll love my girl til divorce
Maybe all the way after
Listening to Beyoncé sing all night on a beach
My son has sand on his feet
Cess in my lungs; Hen in my cup
Reflecting
They’re willing to burning bridges on me
Ain’t said nothing to me
They love me, they love me
I get it, I get it
What I say to myself
The only way to explain it
But I know real from fake
Sian had a baby I was there
Nathan died she was there
I’ve got more tears then you can believe
If I dwell I’ll cry so back to the women
The games fucked up women ain’t fucking on potential
So I hope you’re seeing someone secretly in love with you
I don’t want you seeing anyone less
For me...
Back to the cess
