Am I Conceited
Am I conceited?
Cause I know I got a nice body
After this poem
Ima have you thinking probably
And after this
Girls I know you gonna want me
But enough bout that
Lets talk about my body…
6 packs are jumpin out my stomach
Like their my side-kicks
That’s why I keep my shirt off
Don’t wanna hide this
Let me take you to my shoulders
Gotta tell you more
They stand in the air
Like the back of a dinosaur
And my arms are so cut
You can tell by the looks
You won't see this kinda body
Unless you look in a body book
Lets go down
Let me take you to the floor
Feet are so big
I got to order out of the store
My legs are next
That’s one thing that’s okay
When I flex definition pops put
Like I might faint
If you have any questions
Or wanna see how I be
Hit me up and I’ll give you a demo
From my head to my feet…
Ha…ha…ha…
Man that was fun
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