Photo by Mignon Hemsley 



Decoding her pretty thoughts

Replaying, repeating trying to relay the message

Said that you miss me

Baby just write a letter

She wants this forever

I get into her mind

Her body consumes my thoughts

The first flash at lust and now her hot girl jersey in the vault

Locked up

Can’t let go

But she can’t keep up

I let her peep the sides of me

Low key - high key we in this bitch together

No secrets

We leave out the front door together

No publicity move, this shit clever

Tougher then skin

Baby girl you the finest leather

Hair blowing in the wind

Smoke is within

Breathing this sin

Higher than them

Nosebleeds don't seek low opinions or look down at them

Head swole I don't think I could use any more opinions from them

Cause who are they?


-Aleya Angelique