Fly Love
Just you know BANG and there I was. Now I ain’t complaining but being the youngest bug in a big family just magnifies the whole “left outâ? thing. My old girl died pretty soon after that so i got into drugs young. Bug repel. It dopes you like crazy.
I was a bit high that morning; my crib was locked so I was hangin’ down the bin with a few home dogs when this fly mama flew past.
“I’d tap that!â? Damn that chick was hot and she was checkin’ me out with a few of them eyes.Time to roll; so I left my mates and followed her. She was one stunning picture from behind! She landed on some windowsill and I hollered at the mother of my maggots.
“Got a name Shortie?â? Hate to say it but she just went bug-eyed.
“None I’d tell youâ? and she just buzzed off! So there’s just something bout chicks that play hard to get that just drives me crazy. Wasn’t gunna let her get away that easy. How can a chick be so uptight when we only got a short life anyway? It just ain’t natural. I was bout to fly, when the shoe came down on me.