Just so you know,
Your friend Bonnie doesn’t have shit on me!
Goofy ass Clyde, that slow mother fucker, still jumps out to be,
Weak and obnoxious,
Stories be toxic,
I don’t have time,
Dumb boys blow my mind.
Their stories are old,
Ours are so new,
Old can be valid, but wrinkled ideals are not how I know you.
Everyday’s fresh, our salad’s the best.
Kiss me on top, and make our po boys dressed.



