ME (O.V.E) VS. HER (U.S.T.)... (BY KEVITO DA POET)

LATELY I
CAN'T FRONT 
SHE PULLING AT
MY HEART STRINGS
A HARPIST AT BEST
THE GODDESS SHE IS
SUPPOSED TO BE
NO STRINGS ATTACHED
YET I FIND MYSELF
A HELPLESS PUPPET
TRYING TO MIMIC
HER MOVEMENTS
IN THE BEDROOM
I KEEP IT UP LIKE
THE PUSH BRA
I LOVE TO SHE HER IN...

SHE CAN'T BLAME ME
THE ULTIMATE BEAUTY
BODY PACKED LIKE
A POPULAR CLUB
I JUST WANNA BE
THE LAST ONE
ALLOWED IN
FILL HER TO THE
MAX CAPACITY
OWN HER LIKE
I COPED THE LEASE
THEN REARRANGE HER
INSIDES TO SUIT ME...

TRUTHFULLY
WE BOTH AGREE
ON THE LETTER L
BUT THE LAST THREE
IS A BATTLE OF
ME (O.V.E) VS. HER (U.S.T.)
AND IF I GO DOWN
I'LL DO IT HONORABLY
ON ONE KNEE
AND IF THAT DON'T WORK
I'LL GO DOWN O.D.
UNTIL I CAN'T BREATH
BET SHE LOVE ME THEN... ;-)