Let me, let you know that girl is a hoe.
She walks around with her hand between her legs She wanting to be my girl but I didn’t want to be her man.
But it shows my friend, cause everyday i’m back here again.
Holding your hand.
Love every minute talking.
But my love you need to get up walking, because my babies is gone come out talking.
They are going to be healthier as ever no matter the weather.
So whatever you do just remember,
one thing our babies is forever legendary.
They are golden from head to feet, and will be hated on cause they look just like me.
But one thing that I have to let them know is your smart, older, with a good head on ya shoulders.
But when you get lost just look to your right and say my name and i’ll pop up my queen.
I love you more and more every day and I wish it wasn’t this way.
But there will be justice for me and you will be the best mommy to our little hitters.
About the Creator
Tecoria Savage
Poetry is for the soul, speak the words of wisdom and love. My words are loving for Justice for the world and my community. To settle arguments for families that are in need. Respecting the ones that can’t and settling for the truth.
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