Picante was thee pace we was on

Slow it down

Speed it up

Same chase I was on

I knew

Thinking bout her last night

Met her in a past life

Living a wild life

Like we hang @ zoo

If her face was a book

Or her book was a face

Tell me would you look

Or would you just turn a page

Cuz she looking so alone

Can you read along?

Same letter same same word and thee page we was on

Baby we can do it any place that you choose

Anything that they won't then tell em that I do

You a trip I would take near a lake plus thee view

Make thee world stand still with thee way that you move

You thee sunlight thee earth go round

No permits we can zone out

You a poem never write down

I need face time put thee phone down . . ..

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