Ms. Cuter than a kitten

Yeah Cruisin feelin the wind tween muh fingaz straight breezin Jammin out, no wonduh I ain't noticin, im prolly prackissin Processin via freestylin to sharpen muh written But oh dear lawd what I was missin Miss cuter than a kitten got that look dassoul splitting So many of em started simpin while othuz resort to dick pic'in Me I ain't whimpin, jus ain't seein the point in chasin dat which duwunubee gotten Let alone objectifyin, I should bring Mittens to leave em smitten Das the extent I'm hintin At the one that saved me from bein misbegotten Situation relatively pretty rotten I was mentally hackin and coughin Majorin marketin had me learnin all about false advertisin I'm only speakin in truths with use o facts, call it faxin Ye need to be hearin what I been spittin Ain't always what it's seemin One does not simply rap about rappin Dassabout as lame as seaman Tryin t'be tellin some sorta narration But I'll often be pointin in too many directions Too many tangents cuz there're so many wonders to be seein Ignorance only bliss when you amidst exploration Nottinuff wanderin happenin, letsjus skip to lazin Spillin my feelins like they innuds and dissiz sepuku but y'all hit deafen Yeah Cuz yjust wanna hear bout the beauty booty That had the road stricken In a car so brazen, had em shakin Rollin down windows heads stickin Out yappin, summin I ain't hearin since my tunes is blastin They desperately digging fo dat reaction they ain't gettin Meanwhile she prolly just chillin Too much bullshit going on fer her to be givin Any fucks bout nothin, let alone these blue balld dix huntin Mom n pop want her t'have a good husbin, the nightmare of no option She just tryna gitto steppin so she can be livin, experiencin n enjoyin Wanna be laughin, seein a dummy n start shit talkin Shootin the shit wit dem hood bishes Rude is the only way they be kickin When you don't think her humor could get darker it darkens Rue the day you got to know her cuz now y'souls dancin Hearts twistin while her smiles shinin, love web entanglin Defenses crumblin, try ye hardest but ye knees start bucklin She's a twenny outta ten, vision strugglin to comprehend, facial features blindin Start tearin up and ask if this is heaven cuz she's angelin All I might be thinkin is that I'd be willin to start fallin but I get a naggin feelin That my hearts gonna be gettin broken, agin It may be golden but at this point it's akin to a bag o pieces So it's coinin Newly found imagery as I'm fadin Then reintegratin f'bettuh automation Consistent evolution, so far it hasn't been disproven But who mi t'be braggin Yeah Cruisin feelin the wind tween muh fingaz straight breezin Jammin out, no wonduh I ain't noticin, im prolly prackissin Processin via freestylin to sharpen muh written