If I wasn't here, would you miss my face
or be 'hang'n with the thot that thinks she can take my place

When you hear our Hate song
or when the day feels really long

Find'n things you seem to lose
Letting you sleep when you randomly snooze

The laughter that I bring
Giving me this promise ring

Our Fire Sex
Beating up each other's ex

Hand'n you tools to work on your cars
Driving me to the highest point to look at the stars

Trying to keep up with your pace
Cruis'N and jam'N out to your hella loud bass

Rid'n on the bak of your bike
One of my favorite things that I like

Dealing with my 'tude and calming me with green
Sometimes, I spit out stuff that I really don't truly mean

Baby, Your the dillinger to my Fretchette.. your ride or die
And I know sometimes I can be ditzy and loud I ain't gonna lie

I know I am a fuk up but at least I'm Loyal to a fault
I hold your ❤ under a lock in my vault

I don't mean to ever offend or disrespect you
And have hopes that one day I will receive that same respect too

If I'm yours and your mine
This rare love could last a lifetime


☮️♥️😊© PatresaFarmer