(LEO37)

That’s the type of **** that’ll make you lose your mind

16 when he heard it for the first time

Adoration

They salivatin’

His worth high

Fascinated

His plans are changing

The birth

Conception

Rearrange misdirection

Seek those 3 words got him speakin in verse

Yes

This pressure high

So now he fiendin green herbs

This dummy just mummied his Achilles heel in steel nerves

Forward ever

Never no reverse

Mom and Pops taught him well like ‘Please sir’

But no one told him that evenings would get so lonesome

A fiend for the screams

Insomnia

Replaying every moment

And when the screams cease

His heartbeat slows closer to deceased

And finds means of coping with this beast

That sniff got him faded like an old T-shirt

Off’em ****** 3 words

Like damn…..

(PEZEN)

就想對你說

沒什麼悶過孤獨

就想對你說

Those 3 words

(LEO37)

And he’s sincere

Every time that he says it

He just says it too much to too many females at one time

A huge fan of the late Christopher Rios

He ain’t a player, just deeply addicted to that one line

He loves’em all

In hopes that they’ll love back

No, it’s not at all what’s up in his nutsack

It’s the psyche

“Do they really like me?”

So he tries convertin each one into wifey

And when they finally bite the bate he departs

Leaving pieces of heart all up in his wake

Restart

Pump brakes

Get numb just to get’im through the day

And it’s our own ****** fault so they say

In the land of hashtags and likes

Gangland and hype

Slang, *** and money

Just tryin to sleep through the night

Fools thinkin they Charming cause they hold that snow white

While most just try to hold tight

Speak none you won’t hear none