SHE CALL ME NASA... (BY KEVITO DA POET)

I DON'T KNOW
WHAT IS
BUT WHEN I
WAKE I'M READY
TO PENETRATE
I STAND UP STRAIGHT
LIKE A SHUTTLE
SHE CALL ME NASA
CAUSE SHE LIKE TO
COUNT GOING DOWN
HOW LONG IT TAKES
ME TO BLAST OFF...

HER MISSION IS
TO CONTROL
MY TOWER
SHE HAS THE POWER
TO DETERMINE
WHERE I LAND
BUT ITS ALWAYS
A BUMPY FLIGHT
SHE HOLDS ON TIGHT
DURING TURBULENCE
AFTER WHICH WE
JUST MIGHT CRASH...

IT'S ALWAYS HOT
WHEN I RE-ENTER
HER ATMOSPHERE
IT CREATES MOISTURE
ON THE OUTER LAYER
NO NEED FOR
LANDING GEAR
CAUSE I SPLASH DOWN
IN THE OCEAN
AND EMERGE
FROM THE TOP...

THROUGH A SMALL OPENING... ;-)