Maria

Don’t you hear me calling?

Maria?

Don’t you know that I’m the only one!

Was a light skinned
Itty bitty Pretty little girl
With. Bitty curls (?????????) Silly flirts
The city turns for a glimpse of her white mini skirt
Delightencies are worth to buy her peice if worth like it is served
But it is worst to not be seen or heard
Or hide behind the herd of lies she feeds her self
Thus proceed the burning urge
Out in t the world catch the brothers gawking at her
She adds it up
But the beast knows calculus huh!
Learn to trick her heart to not register pain
Works with her brain on her marks and set to get paid
Step outside of herself
Met some riders with wealth
Connects her fives and her tens
Maria!!!
Drove her Range Rover and herself insane
Game over when the pleasure weighed
Got her hair straightened cause it pays the most
Change faces like a pavement ghost

Was ten Young’s younger than she looked
Weighed hundreds on the books
Fame Suddenly kaput
Laser cuttin when she cooks off
The stomach (????)
Former glory
Song for stories
Sung up in the hook like R Kelly
Top heavy for what the heart carries
Walks every day until it’s back to the busses and taxis
Maria downs beers and vodka straight until the sound clears, the noise of hate but then it’s now tears
Was once a bright spark and was quite hot
Chasing waterfalls was later found without a life guard
Is not too proud to beg for two Bucks for bread
You live for what you need now what you want Is dead
Used to ride her range and herself insane
End of game when the pleasures weighed!
Gotta trade places cause her shape is old
Change faces like a pavement ghost

(. )

Was 49 recovering and free from smack
Long sleeves sweaters covering the needle tracks
Maria acts mature
And then Recites biblical chants
Rehab is the cure for her to fight these demons back
Now she a fat woman with children one girl three are sons
People laugh even harrass treat her like cheaper scum
But you can't kill her cause she feel the touch that beat her
Compete with the God that needed to breathe and become like Jesus one
A toast for mistakes while her bones still break even her wild coast stone get shake (come on)
Join a church choir to drive her sins away
Burns fires for the heat nun blaze
Used to drive her rover and her self insane
Stay sober but the pressure's great
Find her faith on Saturday
She make toast And manages the pavement ghosts