texas,don,g,nutt,59,poem,im,him,im him from sun up to sun down everytime i open up my weepy eyes to another sunlight im me im him better then most look the best no future in the front i go hard im him  the name the face the groove the smooth im him the talk the greatvine you heard im him the way she talk the way she move im him what i am im him better know around the way typa guy so fly im him you know how i do it stick with it stay with it dont quit it im him dressed at my best i stay fresh i stay so clean not a wanksta are scrubb in me im him from the way she smile to the way she wave im him to how she say bye bye im him poem,im,him,8-10-2019