That you didn’t turn out to be ,
The nigga they expressed to me,
But I know this sensation in my chest,
I officially lay to rest,
I can no longer express,
What I have left .
Because you continue to test,
When we need rest,
To decompress,
From the stress,
We continued to press.
Upon each other,
I fucking confess,
I wanna contest,
How this smile I cannot put to rest.
At the mention of your name,
When you use to be a pest,
But now that time has evolved,
You seem to be the best.
The cream of the crop,
My little cherry on top,
Touched down in my city,
Into his arms, I dropped.
