When the gates slumped open
I went deep in, Puerto Rican, butter pecan
Was the texture of her skin in
The sensation was like
Honey and milk and bread and butter
When I release I sometimes utter
See look here
Some might say that my poetry is overrated
But I say your mindsets are just inundated
So update your mindset
And get hip to my poetry concept
Because my concept is lecherous
And my rhymes get treacherous
And I won’t stop
Don’t stop
until I get to the top like Pegasus
Yeah, and I dish out sexual messages