Let me tell you about a girl I know.
She like hip hop and rock and roll.
She walk slow down the avenue.
I ain't met her, but I get her when I do.
Let me tell you about a girl I love.
She stay at home cause she hate the club.
Baby but, pretty little features.
I ain't met her but I'll get her when I see her.
you play like a heart would feel the music, your fingers softly touching my bones and changing the course of my blood depending on your harmony a brainwash of pure beauty & intelligence still resonating in my body something that i can never write about, but somehow, it'd be a sin not to share such artistry.