There's a girl in here with dreadlocks and gauges
and in my mind i'm going through the stages
of how to approach a girl because i'm so out of practice
and my skills aren't as sharp as a cactus
like they once were.
my writing needs more definition
no longer based on tradition
I cant see a point to this anymore
its as cheap as a street whore
An old man gestures to me while speaking to a child
because from across the room he can tell that i'm wild
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