Another low weekend…
got Biggie Smalls on play.
Laying and weeping…
keeping oohs and aahs at bay.
Jacob is at it again; he’s
killing his girl too kindly.
First time around was fun… but
now is the sound I don’t need.
Even with a living room in-between, his
sweetheart always steals the scene. She’s a
certified ride or die scream queen… a
nightmare after the dream. And I hear
OOOOH… here we go again with the
AAAAH… to the moon and back now.
OOOOH… listen to the sin in the
still an eavesdropper, nonstopper,
annoyed and all alone. That’s
somebody’s daughter, moaning louder;
still haven’t bought headphones.