Sweet talkin’. 
That beep boppin’. 
I have contained my mind in dreams.

Street crawlin’. 
That peep sloppin’. 
I enjoy my time underneath the sheets.

They ballin’. 
Tha snark fallen. 
I can’t hear my lady, but she always screams.

Do you keep it clean. 
Have some reason to fiend. 
Some of tha things that I’ve never seen,
Keep me aspiring for tha moon and tha beam.

Kat Kawlin’. 
For tha please nauggin’. 
She would love if she were stoppin’. 
Does anyone hear
Me when I’m callin’.

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