The trap

The trap


"Yo, listen up, baby, I got a verse for you
Imagined you as B-Rabbit, now my heart is true
Blonde hair, Detroit swag, rhymes on tight
But none tighter than my grip on you tonight

You're my Slim Shady girl, my 8 Mile queen
My rhymes battle for your love, and I'm never lean
So listen up, baby, and choose my team
Forever with me, or forever a dream?"

 

 


“Morning moments sweetly designed,
Cinnamon Toast Crunch, bananas aligned.
In this warm bowl, thoughts of you stay,
My heart's sweet craving – every single day.

 

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