Sir Cumference

Inspired by the ridiculous amount of floetry in motion by my lyrical peers lately [yall niggas wont stop! think yall James baldwin huh?]

i warned trudy...
dis one's fa my girl Q...

im bout to rape ya minds,
well not really, cause its consensual...

i try to entertain
in fact i trained
to not be lame.
well rounded gentleman was my aim
knight of the round table i became
and you could name me Sir Cumference
so i draw circles wit my fingers
on her thighs
ecstasy lingers in her hazel eyes
my eyes lingered on her chest-pies
perfect circles
r squared times pie
look like mastercard symbol
so i give her credit
not debit
'fore she have me indebted
but she da queen
im tryna get her to knight me
i make her fiend
so i can night her
but she want words
"here's the deal
i must be made to squeal
i am no easy feat
u gotta drop a beat
an ery rhyme dat please me
is another square inch u can tease me
wit ya lips
til my hips twitch
now go on bitch
an make me cum!"

i'se like iono about da bitch thing
now damn sho i do da hips thing
but watch me do da switch thing
ima gain ya mental loins
'fore our pelvis' conjoin
like twins
an we'll connect like em too
you read my mind and i'll read you
spread ya legs like da doors
of a bookstore
see if i find what im lookin for...

cloak ya lobes in aloes an honey
fills ya head wit dreams dat result in a runny
pussy
you want da security, da comfort, to just be successful
i'll make sure it happens, an keep it from gettin stressful
pennies fa ya thoughts but ya mind is priceless
i'll reiterate dis rhyme before ur goodnight kiss


now lemme make a suggestion fa ya daily routine
tired of you overworkin to feel like you doin big things
baby bust out so i can bust it wide open
ya trapped in dat 9-5 but im tryna elope 'n
i need fa you to get deep wit me
before i get deep in you
three fingered symbol wit my hand
one to make you think
two in da pink

keep my words close
like a priest clutch a rosary
words i whisper in ya ear
smell somethin like rosemary
lay you down to dream
on a bed of lyrical poinsettias
my kevlar promises protect
like a thousand berettas

but truthfully love's a battle
and if yours captured me an hung me fa war crimes
i'd gladly accept defeat - few men die in the arms of dimes

but back to da story
at this point in my lyrical glory
i had completely unclothed her
in our verbal strip poker
lips nibblin
nipples 'n
she dribblin
forgot where she is
but i know where im at
kissin on her ears
ticklin her backside sick
to distract her fears
of my sizable dick
i penetrated her mind
wit it like da Berlin wall
now watch me make her fall
stuck it in
knees bucklin
she moans da satisfaction
she addicted to my action
i say mediocre sex a refugee
im da one dat sent it packin
regardless
regard this:
mind over body
so be mindful of da body...