On a hot summer day,

You thought you had me in your grip

I felt that if I wrote how I feel

Snakes in the grass, creeping through your past,

Sunday dinners were always top notch, whether it was dinner cooked by mama or the church,

I watch them over there.

You are trying to figure out if you still have what it takes,

'A party trick you’d say

Exercise is like Tantric Sex.

I call them for help

See I was no hood kid getting to trouble at the age of eight.