Christmas in July

Worked the morning shift, had the ambition of two achievers...
The color scheme of her outfit resembled the new Adidas... that I use to wear...
Hair did, looking good for the world, that didn't deserve her. couldn't name one living organisms
That didn't desert her.least not yet... she had an oven... baking inside was gonna be something
The baby bumping... every time she listened to good music... a routine she would follow, to keep her
Spirits alive... her mental running...
Her man loved her... But thought of her as bad luggage... The backwards infatuation led one to
A sad Dungeon... Feelings that she would fester... seeping into the heart of her seed that would
Soon forget her... A dream she would choose instead of... the real world... but that's later on in the
Story... Her cream skin, and a smile that would make any man horny...
But not this one... This working man had a motive...
He saw potential in her, instead telling her,he showed it... anyway he could...
She thought about writing him and many days she would...
The notes became a book...
Now listen listener... don't get confused
These are two different men, but one is finnah lose...
Her girlfriends asking her what she finnah do...
A choice that would bring about meetings for many moons... the Baby Born...
A sad environment the lady scorned...
Feeling a common detonator days we joined...
The Hip
Staring at your lips... wishing for a sip...
It was a ocean... I steady motioned to take dip...
Meeting you became a notion that hope would stick...
Started with a kiss ended... with some licks...
Everything was everything... until you soon forget
He's Toxic,manipulative, And he's full of shit...
At least that's what's yuh friend say... and they do insist...
He only come around fuh... yeah you get the gist
And yet your heart insist... but who you tryna save...
He not the reason for your destruction... but who's to blame?...
The fear of being alone. darkens the mood in ways
You do anything... avoiding to lose the Flame...
So what you do...
Your Brain becomes loop...
And anything you try to comprehend becomes the blues...
It's hard to win when anything you love... is what you lose
His words may never mater his actions become the truth...

When you fall for someone it's a moment that you cant explain...
Dreams become a memory of when in use to see your face...
Every time I close my eyes I wanted to just drift away... (away)
Now I find myself alone and I'm the only to blame...
(Things will never be the same)