Full Moon

(Pack of Swishers and a good whiskey)

Pack of Swishers and a good whiskey
Ghetto blaster blasting Sabbath tipsy
She next to me, both of us half trippy
Full moon all night burning dank sticky
Mastered the moves ever so quickly
Strictly emotion, was sippin the potion
Whatever it takes to taste me a portion
Yet to be sent away for raw emotion
Honestly in notion dont think im wrong
Her presence at all times an explosion
I'm talking top shelf hella super bomb
Fly gal I dread the day when shes gone
Even then her actions, forever calm
Homegirl is full of that old hood charm
Ended the night projecting thru songs
Serenating her streets all night strong