Tempest Saraí Nils

Floating on cloud 9 like Janelle Monae Pretty as a picture sculpted by Manet Womanly body built to make you moan, eh My orientation is Poly Single about my freedom Nobody can fuck wit thy Queendom I got the loving you like to lean on I’ve met the love of my life more times than once In a past life, this life and the next Our paths crossed with our lives on remix Our love was the greatest story never told

Turbulent waters won’t sway me As I pray to Thee We haven’t lost our minds Just our imagination In deep divides of a nation Nation of fools, tools, the cruel Life is all self-control Know when to take the wheel Or let go & give it to God. Let go & give it to God Give it to God Go ‘head and give into God Yeah, it’s life and we’re in constant danger Of running off the road Truth be told in this hour of gold The emptiness found by refusing your gifts Frustrates the ancestors of old

That thickness is a sickness Your daddy long stroke... As intoxicating as dope The color of white, milk or dark chocolate... Toffee, caramel or coffee What you're packing is a phallic fantasy And you're making me hungry, baby To me, you're a king So let me polish that scepter I'm coming to getcha Look out lil' Mr. Mista Oooo... How I love to kiss ya