Art School Girls

Searching for miss right's like parasurfing with a kite
Or finding Waldo in a Volvo doing 135 at night
Sure my rhymes delight, And my earnings they alright
But the perfect babe would like Me for the hazel in my psyche

A patient sprite who stays in flight, she way too fly for lazy spite
She ain't afraid to say to me a statement isn't right
Cuz maybe her saving grace isn't save but just ignite
And maybe a rainy day isn't a day to stay inside

A Queen who has seen many memes, she is very rare
Pardoned me on my French when I was staring at her derrière
Me, I'm a hopeless frantic romantic beyond repair
These rhymes are honest not just planning what you wanna hear

Your dream girl is out there with long hair and tall boots
Clicking through the art museums, bro you better start believing
'Fore I'd even started breathing all I wanted in my heart was being
Mr. Right for Mrs. Right I hope I get a kiss tonight

Saw her at the gallery
She wasn't worried bout my salary
Cuz when I set down my pen, it's a masterpiece
That's why these art school girls they all be after me yea-yeah

Now look I like the ladies with the patterns on their leggings
Broadcast a broad ass dress up before undressing
Vicky's secret's been exposed, it's just pretty bows
But you don't need much more long as them titties show

Love a city lady when she's wearing all her city clothes
Clicking boots and witty coats, it's like set ready go
Saw a fine sister and I slipped her a written note
She texted hey just yesterday, game over set in stone

We set a date she wet just waiting til the day we get to smoke
Rolled a spliffer it delivered now she want to bring me home
Soon I'm sitting getting dome, quick as I had writ this poem
Ayo she didn't make her daddy proud but damn this girl was bat shit loud

I ain't tryin to objectify but let's just be objective
Sex is guy's objective I'm not trying to repress it
See society's mysogyny is sexist and oppressive
But she licked my lollipop and that's perfectionist confection

Saw her at the gallery
She wasn't worried bout my salary
Cuz when I set down my pen, it's a masterpiece
That's why these art school girls they all be after me yea-yeah

I ain't perfect so I don't deserve perfect
But damn a man can dream so ima do some verbal splurgin
The establishment of art school got me twisted like a turban
It's a labryinth to get lost is to get burned and that's for certain

But I'm lookin for a Madeline who drinks it like a German
Exhibitionist who's sexin without closing all the curtains
Long curly hair who barely cares what she wears where her purse is
Commodities... now that's the perfect person

I'd rather interact with girls concerned how the earth is
At gatherings I'm lavishing on her with all my verses
I'd ask her things than wrap the king we burning all the herbage
Big liftied king spliffin that's who my perfect girl is

I've envisioned the instant when I'm first kissing her lips
Seems consistently distant when I'm nerdy and nervous
But if by chance we shake some hands she takes the dance that I'm offering,
Conversing turns to yearning turns to certain perfect worth it

I saw her at the gallery
She wasn't worried bout my salary
Cuz when I set down my pen, it's a masterpiece
That's why these art school girls they all be after me yeayeah

Saw her at the gallery
She wasn't worried bout my salary or my student loans
Cuz when I set down my pen, it's a masterpiece
That's why these art school girls they all be after me yeah