I hate it
Your grip on me
Stiff like African-handcuffs
But now I have my psyche set on escape
You have my "mugu button"
I recognize the symptoms
I don't know how you found it
Then you go pressing away
Making me do foolish things
Please leave me alone
I beg you
Take all your cuteness and go
Don't leave your Gabriel Union smile, take that too
Gimme back my "mugu-button"
The stain. Your smear.
Your couth-vibe tattooed on my mind
Ever poised in a state of almost kissed, almost caressed always an almost-urge
Grab that urbane-shit and leave
Take your craft elsewhere
Contrary to your beliefs, I'll fix myself
There'll b some kind of Amosu-disinfectant-rehab place somewhere
You are very hot, probably the hottest of the hot, SO WHAT!!?
You make the most attractive conversation, u r refined to a fault, AND THEN!!?
Abeg, take your lies, your shiver provoking beauty and all associated pluses elsewhere
Yes you have won, albeit marginally
It is a Small price to get me back, hell it’ll b the cheapest thing I’ve ever got you
May the next unfortunate soul that falls victim to your scheme escape with his life
PS: Next time don’t give it up