To Each His Own

You the reason that chicken taste so good
So proper yet so hood
Even when I’m no good
You just always pick me up
Plus yo ass is thick enough
For me to lick it up
Without getting drunk
So let’s throw on
Our favorite rnb songs
And we can get our freak on
You know that playlist
Yea i saved it
It’s my favorite
You the reason that this music hits my soul
Now Let’s just go
Travel the globe and then grow old
California looking mighty nice
I escape my nightly plights
And in spite i write
Some nice advice
I know this shit
Don’t exist
Like cops reciting rights
Before they swipe a life
Im twice as nice
As a Tyson strike
In a title fight
That might incite
The right insight
To realize you shouldn’t be there
Whenever you need me baby i will always be here
I’m prepared
When we pair
It’s like a heartbeat shared

To each his own
I need some beats to own
To tweak these poems
Smelling like some Cheap cologne
Rapping over Speaker phone
Bring the king He dethroned
I need the throne
I ain’t there yet need a nia long
We cheifing on
Some Weed we’ve grown
While y’all Weep and moan
That’s that weak shit She condone
My middle eastern homes
Always ducks when seeing drones
What the fuck you speeding for
Me i like to keep it slow
Me i just be rapping
But my homies acting
Like im preaching though
These flows that I’m composing reach your soul

To each his owns
But it’s just sheeps in clothes
Where tf the people go
Will we even know