Love you but to explain’ where do I start?
My lady’s got natural beauty and the purest heart.
The type to never complain if I was puffin a dart- or even lye ,
They say that if we aim for the moon and miss, we’ll still be with the stars in the sky-
High is what she makes me with minimum effort,
She is taking over the organ in my chest on the left- for it is right to my gut and conscience, nobody could ever stop this.
I put out my heart, and she was the first to cop it ,
Feeling so uplifted, we decided if something should break, we work together to fix it,
If anyone thinks they could tears us apart I would shake my head and tell em that they trippin’