Rapidly writing

Rapidly writing rhymes different rhythms on my mind. Thinking different situations from different times. Not saying exactly what whas happening don't want to endup doing time. I've been timingly talking with my fingertips finger fukking my phone trying to maintain a good zone. Reminding my self of things I was doing once upon a time.

Lingerie stripper. Exotic dancer. Pole climber. Gymnastic nude dancer. Olympic loser. Lap dance professional. Let's talk about it all. Once upon a time. What it was long time ago. Getting it using what we know. Knew all those years ago. Flippin tricks. Trick or treating any jon ready to go. Bringing me that money money like a good little hoe. Track stars making moves. Rocken body's Getting grooves. On it on like donkey Kong. Pay day every day.

Rapidly writing rhymes different rhythms on my mind. Thinking different situations from different times. Not saying exactly what whas happening don't want to endup doing time. I've been timingly talking with my fingertips finger fukking my phone trying to maintain a good zone. Reminding my self of things I was doing once upon a time.

Traffic tragically keeping me moving slowly. Not making my predicted timing. Not timingly. Trying to avoid. P. D. They not stopping me hopefully. Gotta stick to my timing. Set back riding. Hotel sliding.

Sleeping safety first. Fingers crossed not trying to go in that Hurst. First of all we ball. Gotta good routine constantly reciting exactly what I'd be saying. Never needing doing my thing rite. Planing. Exacting what i should be doing at what place and time. Cumming threw.

Rapidly writing rhymes different rhythms on my mind. Thinking different situations from different times. Not saying exactly what whas happening don't want to endup doing time. I've been timingly talking with my fingertips finger fukking my phone trying to maintain a good zone. Reminding my self of things I was doing once upon a time.

Hang bang curb serving. Swerving moving any time we thinking it could be those 50s not dealing with filty swine. Fukk 12 every time. Flippin dimes climbing up young bukk didn't give a fukk. Gun totin. Bullets floatin. Stupid young motions. Brain not in full elevation yet to be thinking any good idea. Luckily made it out alive to finger fukk my phone telling stories. Not exactly but something like how it used to be. Not for everybody but mostly my people growing up with me.

Rapidly writing rhymes different rhythms on my mind. Thinking different situations from different times. Not saying exactly what whas happening don't want to endup doing time. I've been timingly talking with my fingertips finger fukking my phone trying to maintain a good zone. Reminding my self of things I was doing once upon a time.