When the Queen I seek is living, breathing. The same air that I intake at times, but my lungs are fine, so we still exhale at the same time. Sometimes, but at least the same air. So what about a Dream Queen or a Fantasy? When they are both combined, I find Misses Right Perfection and her affection is mine. I won't waste time with corny lines about how she's been through my mind, she already understands that. She's feeling the same, so why waste time talking? She's already walking towards me cause she knows I'm a savage...The type to get it in right there on the marble floor...Raw. Most of the time, we use protection but today's been a long day. We've been away from each other for too long already so why waste time? If she's right and perfect? She already knew it was worth it after the first kiss, after I tasted her lips for the first time, after I put her lips to mine and let her taste chocolate, she knew it was all worth it. So when I can afford, I'll give her the world cause she deserves it. The type to get a Lambo for cooking me food since we stay on the move. We, meaning me and her. We got a maid and a butler, She's black and British and he's from Colombia. He's in the kitchen and sometimes, she's gets to fuck with us...Or do whatever it is that she does, in her little maid outfit. I don't give a shit, honestly, cause I think everybody should be paid. So why wouldn't I have a butler and a maid? I don't like to cook or clean and I wouldn't want my Queen too...If I could afford it. I would just buy her shit like it's Christimas. A Maserati for doing the dishes. But don't think that I'm just buying her things, I'm just giving her the best cause I'm the King. SWAG is his name, his domain shakes more then a mind frame. It shakes her whole body, all the time....Elevated elations, every time. He already knows nobody did it like him before. He already knows you came at least 4...5 times? And every time he left you saying, damn...He's mine. She can have it, anytime she wants it...On the kitchen floor that's marble in front of the butler who'll probably be so focused he'll keep on cooking while the maid is looking in. Wishing she could get in on what me and my babe are doing, but knowing that it would be foolish. We too busy doing other things...King's pleasing Queen. That's as simple as it would be for us, if I was fortunate enough. So all I got to say is...
Where is my real babe? When I see her, I'ma greet her and say...Hello, I'm Mr. $olo. Dollar sign, no S yes...Me. The nigga from ya dreams that you used to cream over...I mean, lose sleep over...I mean, I'll letchu be so you can have a good night's rest. I'll just play teddy bear I guess. But, more sincere then that is the fact that if I meet her, I would want to do it right away. Yep, change her name. From whatever it is to Mrs. Sol...O yes, I would do it on one knee. Propose in front of our friends and family...At somebody elses wedding. And we go somewhere better then them during their honeymoon...Cause that's what you deserve from me. The world first honey...I'll take you to the moon later.
R. $olo
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