shanny

 

 

I wanna see you, you wanna see me

but you be running on empty even though you tempted

I write as a lefty ma palms get dead sweaty

before a was twenty I assembled memories and attempted

to brush away the confetti

using plenty one sheet to clean up the Pepsi

or was it cola shit I can't remember

back when I ushered you a told ya let it burn let it ember

let it go so cold freeze during December

hold a got a offer please pure honey lender

back when a thought love meant your a bender

a was dead wrong love is a measure

after 7 vodkas gets much slender