'98
Your loving takes me back to '98
All the memories we wanted to create
Your stong hands on my thich thighs
You never ceased to satisfy
Xscape boomed through the speakers of your prelude
I thought it was the best car on the block
No steady job but I held U down
Made a promise that I'd always stick around
And when you came up you made sure I was decked out
Armani, Fendi, and Louboutin
Your lovign takes me back to '98
Your arms wrapped around my waist
A poem in my hand
I wrote this before I even knew you'd give me a chance
This poem is about:
Me