Vibe and Class

There’s something bout your vibe and class,
Get rid of you and the whole world is out of ass.
Fresh pussy juice to shine any type of glass,
Can’t blame a guy who knows how to harass.
But let me get back to that ass full mass,
If I were there I’d tap it every time you pass.
There’s a reason why niggas watch you on the street,
You know how strut and showcase thick meat.
But let me now change to a different flow,
Your eyes can please a man from high to low.
From tip to toe,
The biggest tragedy an Angel turned to ho.
Nothing can improve those quality looks,
Your only screw up is if you don’t read your books.
You mind is beautiful without compromise,
Your heart exceptional but that’s no surprise.
Your skin is divine like the sweetest wine,
It’s soft, light and clean and adds to you being fine.
But excuse me if I go a bit out of line,
Sleeping next to you was in itself benign.
For your complexion, I had a predilection,
And if I’m not mistaken your eyes won my affection.
Your tongue and your lips were both volatile,
Your kiss an explosion lasting quite a while.
Your hands could do wonders with their gentle touch,
That’s why that ring you have had to cost so much.
Despite your smile being a bit out of sight,
Your grumpy ass looks still had some light.
Despite when your complaints used to reach new heights,
I kept it in my heart to acknowledge you’re right.
Despite your heart being as arcane as night,
I still care for you too much to try and give up this fight.
Peace.