Do you wanna hear it all,
You know I am not good at fiction.
And maybe I am called lots like harlots
I hear it,
I hear all the sorts of creativity put on my postures and character and all I am called
How them filths, those assroids hiss to my mini skirt just like their lips are made to zeee on each petal that ogles Flora behavior.
And now you jump out of no where, trust your psyching cortex to confront me and ask .. haha

Do you wanna hear it all
I will well make it worth for your ears to acknowledge truth and be set free
I am a not that piece of bun you live in your house for bedroom to cook you nkwobi, ...