Constructive Criticism

There's been a delay on my wordplay

Mainly for me not having much to say

Or maybe I fear 

My words shall lie on deaf ears

Or upon Yes Men saying "YOU GO BOY SAY IT AGAIN!"

Dont sugarcoat ya opinion for Im a Sour Patch Kid

Well more like a WarHead for all my old heads

All that sweetness dont phase me

You want to touch me then taze me 

I mean shock me

That you will give me your honestly

That type where its the truth or ya mother whoopin you

That type where you on the podium reciting ya vows and you say "I do"

Or if you have any reason to stop matrimony n you wanna yell out "I DO!"

Well, do you? 

Want to give it to me straight?

Double shot tequila or honey jack?

Despite the way I might react

Cuz I wont take a sip, I'll throw it back

Maybe drink more of ya honestea

That you tell me.

Do they sell these in stores?

Aisle 3 or Aisle 4

I like what you serve Imma order another round

Intoxication via ya participation

Or caught flight lyrical elevation

But humility keeps me grounded

I'm that that deep

No Mr. Marcus strokin visions mentally 

So...you like this piece or nah?

Ting City

I saw some art where a queen covered her parts with flowers

So I asked this ting "If you a flower, what would you be?" She replied "Sour

Or Haze"

Reply put me in a daze

But then I remembered she's one with this herbal life

I dont mean that workout supplement life

Its that hippie chic but love her bundles life

That just cuz it aint natural, dont say I'm not woke life

Melanin Ice Tea served to quench my thirst

Cuz I swear I be sweatin her

My monotone humor somehow gettin her

I mean you know how that shit go

Booty Rub here. Pervlife there. Keep it 100 flow

She smokes my bluntness. Even the roaches

Inhales me like I'm that real shit

I just take her in pieces like she's an edible

Cuz eating it all up might be incredible

But that after affect might be too much

She spits fire when she talking about her passions

Her fashion

Her political views 

She might look like an Instahoney but dont get it confused

She got a couple degrees

Side hustle or two

Career pays the bills but her passion is where the colors blend

Or where the notes connect

Or where flashes begin

Been taken for a fuckboy ride or two so she know whats it about

But no need to beat around the bush if the lawn's snatched out

a Henny Goddess, Patron Princess, A Vodka Vixen

Pineapple Juice Papi here, you down for some mixin?

Sittin Pretty, Ting City, I need to travel

Your physical, mental, & spiritual I want to unravel. 

Millions of Ting Cities out there, I just need to roam

Check out the living conditions then call that city home