the way we brawling
rather have the creeps that's crawling
bout to stop chilling cause it brings worms
breeds slugs
no love no hugs
when I tried you said don't touch
got open arms
with all I bring to you I need some
need a few not just one
how you just gone give me some of yo gum
I wanty plenty of my own
maybe my own bag
or a big jug
would've been gone
by the time you left def
could've been home
shined and shone