close my eyes all i see is images of mammaries i done been mesmerized by call it my pornographic memory/ why lie in my minds eye half the time its money the other half naked women is wat im seeing be/ hence im wishin i was hova n i was seein bey pleasures of flesh this ish keep stressin me/ got me fittin to get on my pleasure p step up n holla at the nex mans dime piece lyk ey bay bay/ no hurricane chris but you sorta reminds me of a young halle berry halle berry/ when i see er my perverse minds eye flicks scenes off of monsters ball got me wishin i was billy i was billy/ bob thornton but this the real world gotta slow my roll can't jus antivirus like norton/ so if ever im serious bout keepin it a wrap like when im scriptin/ n if ever i best ave er takin a nap after else wats the reason/ to me not satisfying her amounts to treason/
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