Excuse me if I'm intruding. But to not talk to you would be losing. I promise I can be amusing. And any rough patches I promise to get through them. You the type to take home to mama'. Make mama holla-lujah praise the Lord. You the type to push me to want more. Walking by the store one year next year ain't nothin' I can't afford. You see only queens got it like that. That know their self worth and work on what they lack. No way that you're perfect. No way that you never been hurtin'. But you keep your head up and work through it knowing one day it'll all be worth it. You aint in to all the new waves. You more interested with your next test date. And I never mind giving you a break. We can chill and talk about whatever. I usually hate small talk but with you I'll discuss the weather. Tell you not to leave the house without a sweater. Cause if you get rained on then it'll just make it that much harder to weather the storm.
