| Rhyming and timing |

She lives in Aargau;

not in Chicago.

She lost her flow,

doing everything for the next blow.

Always stealing the show;

why I don’t know.

Not standing longer in the row,

waiting for another hoe, like yo’!

What do I owe?

Being an unseen status quo?

Creeping after the next snow,

while gettin’ licked her toe.

Though,

I believed she was the ine, whoa!

Please, just let me go.

L-M-F-A-O!

Time is our highest asset!

I will never regret,

the sweetest reset,

after this cruel téte-â-téte.

You make me increddibly wet,

I make you fuckin’ sweat.

We play russian roulette,

in our bed.

You’re jsut another punt,

I bet you’ll hit the blunt.

Creating another selfish stunt,

but you aren’t prepared for the unsoft bunt.

I can see through your next white lie,

sometimes I wish, you are going to die!

Now, you might even cry;

be sure, it’s a final good bye.

You can’t even look me in the eye,

I am something, money can’t buy.

Are you wondering why?

Just look in the sky,

oh, I forgot, you just too high.

Yes, you could have been my bae;

the answer to everything is pi.

Please, don’t sigh.

You know, every memory of you

makes me cry.