L.B.O. (Loves Body Odor)

What do I miss? The love I never really had. Who left me holding a lie? An attack on my senses, panic filled heart, harder and tighter than a condom.

Fuck'em. He can have her. Just... She better not like...

I miss rest. Camped out front, peeking through windows. Seeing heads, moving bodies, crashing like waves, too wet to be safe. Her power made men feel they have the top-spot. She sure knew the way to it. Mattress chess. Moves layin'em down.

Boredom made her collect pieces. A strategy of crowned men.

I checked himself. Teary eyed. Shakin', cause I was whipped.

I wanna go B.I.G.-kick in the door wavin, bust her down with the hammer. Tell him to suck it so I can really have mad courage to fuck him up. I want a M.O.B.- hit. Leave him so his mother wouldn't be able to identify him.

Pussy.

I wanted to killat kat.