I crochet colorful dread caps for my love
Make them perfectly fit to his head
Especially made to hold his dreads
I do macramé write poetry & prose
Became a macramé expert after only one day
I match & coordinate color schemes naturally
stitch my own clothes
make things with my hands
Cuz I got mad skillZ
I throw foods together to make a feast without meaning to
Create a variety of dishes to please your palate
Make U hungry for food & me
Before you know it you’re addicted to me
Cuz I make sex like a whore in or out of bed
Like a sex machine never running out of steam
Cuz I got mad skillZ
I hit you up with words
Words powerful enough to make you feel things you don’t want to feel
My words sting & thrust, make you laugh
My words resonate with you
Cuz I got mad skillZ
Like an alchemist I use words to create something from nothing
When you hear my words you know you exist
You may want to escape the page real fast cuz
I draw reality from dreams & write with new themes
I heal wounds with the power of my words
I can be what ever I want to be
And do what I want to do
I will give you a fresh start in life becuz
I carry diamonds in my heart
Which I share & instill in you
Cuz I got mad skillZ
