'98

Your loving takes me back to '98

All the memories we wanted to create 

Your stong hands on my thich thighs

You never ceased to satisfy

Xscape boomed through the speakers of your prelude 

I thought it was the best car on the block 

No steady job but I held U down

Made a promise that I'd always stick around 

And when you came up you made sure I was decked out 

Armani, Fendi, and Louboutin

Your lovign takes me back to '98

Your arms wrapped around my waist 

A poem in my hand 

I wrote this before I even knew you'd give me a chance 

This poem is about: 
Me

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