The pest that won't go away

Marry me, bury me, or jail me. If you have something to say please tell me.

 

  I'm not going to leave you alone, you can tell me no, but I won't accept that. I told everybody no so that I can answer all of your questions with an yes.

 

  Your spirit, your flesh, that be my quest, I wanna dwell there, please let me get some rest. I'm so tired without you, my spirit is about you.

 

  He wanna play, I told him this day that you'll be his soul mate.

 

  Call me crazy but I know and my heart knows that my intentions are good, I wanna make you a Queen because there's a million special things about you, you're only boxed in because all of those peasants doubted you.

 

  My holy and sacred inheritance is yours, my windows are your doors, my flesh is your pores, and my Hershey is your smores.

 

  Your eyes move the clouds, and your lips encourages my smile. Your wax soft skin protects my fires and your thighs ease my trials.

 

  Your mind is magnificent and if something was to happen to me, you'll still run sh*t because we was blessed with all of the same gifts, so I wouldn't power trip over a power shift because I'll still get to keep your lips and they'll always make me smile upon contact. King Qadar Dwon'