Window Seat

(Verse) As humble as can be. They don't know it's me Stumbling off my feet. As I'm tumbling to my knees I plead. Lord help me with these bitches that you breed Life's a jungle. We bundle when blowing trees All in moderation. I'm stressing to keep peace My generation facing the knowledge we impede Intellectual, I can't help it though Sometimes I grasp a thought, then just let it go Like emotion and leaving myself open Words potent. Slang dope, but I'm well spoken Through my poetry, you should notice me Feeling on your skin, I need you close to me Can't fathom how deeply I want you over me Soul free. Solely deep inside your ovaries Closed teeth, clenching toes, and feet Love instead of lust is what it's suppose to be It's crazy. I swear I'm insane I prefer a window seat. Can you feel my window pane? Widowed in my pain Just a intro. Through my veins Every inch of me, specifically is gifted Having shifted to my limit. Hoes and these gimmicks leave a nigga bold. Slowly coming off of timid No prophet. I'm an image. Vivid and intended for these women My heart is on my sleeve. I'm typically dressed in denim (Bridge) Venture through my life. Trying to make it right Battling back and forth. The dark opposes the light Agonizing pain trying to make it through the day It doesn't fade as I'm pacing through the night