Essence

Blowing on something virescent
Wondering what was her essence
Her scent was pleasant

Phosphorescent was her smile
Her dreads swung wild
Unrestrained was her style

Her beauty was plangent
To be candid
I wanted to plant my seed in her planet

She would be the Earth to my sun
The holster to my gun
The honey to my bun

To love or not to love her
Danger was Scribbled on her
To run to or to run from her

I was lost
Dipped in her sauce
What was her cost

Was I he meal ticket
Everything I stacked she spent it
Uneconomical, but she was the business

The irony
She was killin’ me
All for the life of me

My money was her prerogative
She turned my positive
Into a negative

I told her I was broke
She laughed—no joke
She slid off into the smoke

With the fire she returned
A bag of money to burn
Who was she was my concern

Now her vanilla was red
Her heart seemed dead
As if she sold her soul for the bread

Still cut
Dreads still loose
Her ass got fatter too

She was a demon
Through the paper she was speeding
For her love I was feigning

So I stacked up
Doing stick ups
Only so she could fuck it up

For I was in love
With a Bad Bitch Thug
Addicted to her like a drug

For when there was no dough
She turned into my hoe
Selling the pussy then letting the gun blow

Robbery Adeux
Just us two
Our togetherness was optimal

Most wanted top two
Me and my girlfriend
The story will never end