I first met her while I was still doing poetry
She smiled when I told her that I can spell University
It took me a while but i told her that she is going to be my responsibility
They said i was over the moon before I moved but if i did I’d own the country
I drew a picture to describe her beauty
Everlasting words her voice left me thirsty
She is the First in many
The one in few the girl to marry
I told my guys that her presents is heavenly
If Love and joy were an equation we would be rated proportionally
Niggers be persisting and same wanna try
You’ve got no rhyme son! U better learn to fly
Before i met her i used to lie
She is so special ‘look’ now I’ve got honesty