Top of a Box
whats in inside
might i ask
the bottom
so shiney the
top comes off
and feel quickly
as he grab...
doing heist.
making more money
then a taxi cab.....
i'm doing right
right doing
x girl friend called
ask how's things
moving...
i laugh and told her
all good improving...
she said i saw your
brother... small world
conversation went dry
like clothes being top
by the summer sky
you pain. i be the top
until you ready to love a gain
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