I mention her in poems
Yet I haven't known her long
I'm open, I'm open
Fingers crossed it goes right
I hope she hits me up night
I'm open, I'm open
slip through the streets
and stop signs in my ride
I have tomorrow off
I've got all night time
hit the lights
it's fourth of July
I'm planking on cloud nine
Kissing her face at her place, getting undressed
Under her dress, is it a race, I'm in her space
Bottle hits hard, I need something to chase
Should we wait on relations in this situation
I'm chilling I'm patient, simply just stating
Wait, back track, did we move to damn fast
What about a rapport report, do we lack that
Chemistry, do we even seem to have that
Am I thinking too much, should I step back
Back out, drink a bit, and maybe black out
I'm in my own head, what happens next
Is it okay that all I seem to do is swoop in
Break your body down a bit, and bounce
Chuck two fingers up, then sun slides up
While I gather my things and just go
I'm new to all of this so I'll try my best
Black symbiote suit peter, we kind of mesh
We were loud I can attest, but we'll give it a rest
Heart beating through my chest
Nervous and now I confess
I'm open, I'm open
Unprotected with protection
After take time for reflection
I'm open, I'm open
Birthday suit in her room
Tonight there's three moons
I'm open I'm open
It was worth the wait
I'm glad you're not too late
I'm open, I'm open
Hit me up tonight
Give you good vibrations from five to nine
If I've got the time, you can have some of mine