Just some rap I typed with no edits.
Take you to Rome. . . Come and sit with me as I reminisce in my throne.
We're written in stone. . . Just us alone,
Taking walks, thru' em' parks, as we stay in the zone.
She hides my weed in her breast,
Hides me from arrest,
We do'in all nite, she don't need any 'rest'
She know she the best,
Too fine in a dress,
She knows she don't need to try to 'im-press'
I make it work, as we twerk it, 'work it'
I 'merk it',
Eat it out, eat it out,
She know how Im 'workin'.