11:29PM In East Orange

11:29PM In East Orange

My brand will keep you away

Cuz all you see is me & a booty

All about the curves

The everyday life of the perv

But all you see is just one image of me

Never wanted to take a hit of how blunt I could be

You say I have a dirty mouth

Well let me chew on your Orbit

Give me that good clean feeling, no matter what

You claim all I do is play

All I do is bag then I'm FritoLay

on top of these chips

Sorry I mean chicks, 

Dont mean to ruffle your feathers

But swan please stay in the lake not the mud

Cuz all this dirt thrown at me is only sand

In beaches up here, they hide secrets in these cloudy waters

I have nothing to hide, so I am a tropical island

You'll see what you're getting into

But due to what you've been through, you'll assume I'm a shark 

Just swimming for my next victim

You can be part of my meal plan 

But I won't put you waste

You could to be the credit to my debit

Balance out each other

But I dont want you to be another journal entry

I'd rather keep books for years to come

Those are accounting terms 

As I crunch these numbers of longevity

You think all you are is sex to me

But we living the dream

You can be anything you want to be, to me.

More than just role play 

But more so what role would you play?

What lane would you run? 

You by my side & down to ride

Or do you treat me like Uber n hit me when it's your stop?

Late night thoughts