worries about ma boo..

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Like a balloon,

I feel like I'm floating,

But not cuz a kid let me go,

More like let me in,

And I may get under her skin,

But I rely on the simple fact that I love her,

And I trust her,

And I wanna spend my life by her side,

As we glide down mountains,

We just finished climbing up,

And we'll find new caves to explore,

Because with her I want nothing more,

Not like I ever have before,

She builds me up,

When I'm putting myself down,

She keeps me above ground level,

And for her I'd go to heaven or hell,

And try to stay outta trouble if she asked,

Walking down the streets I'd flont her,

So that no one trys to steal her from me,

Because she's mine,

And I don't want to share her with no one,

Cuz she's my kinda someone,

And yeah she's a fun one,

She's silly,

But she's just right for me,

And in time we'll make everyone see,

That long distance just makes us closer in the end,

And oh the rules I'd bend,

Just to kiss her hand,

And maybe one day give her a wedding band,

Cuz she's my wifey,

My ride or die,

My slice of pumpkin pie,

And our convos don't get dry,

Because we don't mind the silence,

And we don't get violent,

Because we communicate,

With gangs she will never associate,

Because I will keep her safe,

To the best of my ability,

Cuz she's my baby girl,

And I want her to have the world,

But not become obsessed with the money and the fame,

Cuz that's allways a shame,

When girls don't act the same,

After being given the world,

And being taken out the hood,

It feels good,

But if it gets to ur head,

It won't be the same,

Cuz she's be in someone else's bed,

And inside I'd be dead,

Like I got caught up with the led,

And nothing was said,

They just left,

And there I'd be,

Dying,

Bleeding out on the street,

Or covered with a sheet,

To complete the look,

Maybe I'll write her a book,

Or a song without a hook,

Cuz she's got me shook,

And I don't want the story to end,

And her to tell all her friends,

About the lengths she got me to bend,

Before I broke,

Snapped like a pencil,

Cuz she simply got tired of the stencils..

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