At Lease

I'd forfeit this freedom if Fancy found her way 2 me...

Decided that day's a decade away cause the future aint wat it used 2 be...

Close-minded perhaps. Clothes-minded adorned in clear-cut caps n hats...

Liking moving Moms I'm a transparent... With evident intent: Need nothing and am hesitant 2 bring in the rest.

With that said and still... there aint a bone in my body that aint poised for feminine thrill 

So the dichotomy runs rampid... daily lapping my desire... 

Could have what u want but wanting jus fuels the fire...

It's like... My heart's warm but my chest r thick n freezing and all my feelings are subject to a lease agreement...

So what once was "with u" has grown to "6 weeks conditional"...

Honey sweet kisses that once lingered long after lips left now can't stick for sh*t n are avoided in due circumstance...

And only quality is allowed on this lot... Our clientele doesn't attract lemon drops...

So she's dope, and that ride was smoove but the hood don't vrooom after the lease is thru...

Never voluntary or forced... perhaps i shud just walk. Exercise my thoughts n perfect my course so when Miss Fancy's day comes after that decades falls... the lease will at least come with an option 2 buy.

But till then... "Baby...It's not you it's me"...flying solo thru seasons as the fall guy.