SonHassan presnts Big Fred P. "You My High"(poetry to music)

You My High by Big Fred P.

You my high,baby,you my high.
I fiend for you like a crackhead fiends for scotty beams;
You are the reason I focus on enhancing my C.R.E.A.M.,
for cash rules fools like me;
You are the pit stop en route to my destiny,whatever it may be.
I can only blueprint,but only God's intentions can see me through;
For Lord knows how I ran into someone like you.
You my high,baby,you my high.
Not glamorizing the drug game,thug game,
but there is no other way to describe this feeling I got;
You infiltrate my senses,thoughts become dense and whatnot.
You so sexy-hot,baby,hotter than sunspots;
You my high,you are the reason for these words I jot.
You my high,baby,you my high.
I carelessly inject you into my fantastic soul;
Are you real or just a figment of my remote control?
Whether this be true love or truly anything goes,
you my high,baby,you my high.
You MY high,baby,you my high.

copyright2005FHPowell

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Music

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• electronica
• nu soul
• spoken word
• poetry
• rnb
• chillout
• neo jazz
• poem