2 Rounds (Poem)

I was in Houston for a minute….Now it's back to business…I was in Houston for a minute…Now I'm getting serious…All it takes it one text…He's begging me for some sex…Or begging for some head…He claims I'm the only one…He only wants the best…So I tell him I'm on one…Unless he's willing to travel…Put in time..Come to my planet…Be in my world…Stay for a minute…

I was in Houston for a lil minute…Now I'm getting mine..Cause I ain't worried about no nigga…Especially one that's about that life…Lying on his bank account…Saying shit to impress…But not realizing actions come next…Cause he just wanna fuck…Ass up, face down…But even with that he sucks…Cause I'm looking for creativity…Try out different positions…See what works for us…I want him to hit this all night…Go more than two rounds…

I was in Houston for a minute…But now I'm creating my own zone…He asking me what's next…I'm telling him someone else…Unless he gets his shit together…It's all about success…Taking things to new levels…I'm focused on my goals…He can join me or go home…