Hypothetically … hypothetical
Ayo B…. you hold me down when I am lost so I call
you the queen of black Atlantis depth.
You call me truth… because every time is say
something beautiful about you I am just being honest .
We said we will build a happy home I am the canvas I
thank Mr Gods you’re the artist.
I call you my light because in in crazy and confused
world you love me accept me sacrifice for me
tolerate me , hold my hand and
guide me through the darkness
Hypothetically …
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