Mistake. By Lil Gary
Hope last night I didn't make a mistake.
Easying out of bed trying not to disturb
her cause now I'm awake.
Guess I'm a chef cause every morning I
bake.
As long as I got a paper and maybe I
mean plate.
Then I'll try to figure out if the girl in my
bed is real or just fake.
Which is about as easy to me as french
kissing a venomous snake.
What a hell of a night with plenty of give
followed by plenty of take.
Till the wheels fell off with...