Golden Ticket

Let me get down to it with how I flip the flow
Don't wanna tippy toe around the mistletoe
Get with it
Go get it
Flow with it
Soul rhythms given with the pole position
Probin' pistons hit on all cylindric missions
Mystic visions
Blossom when I'm in and twistin'
Feel explicit blisses that are so fulfillin' such a soulful feelin' all in your solar system
Explosive isn't it?
I can't hold it in when your gasps match the grasp of them golden linens
A moment instant
That shows insistence of your whole disposition
Through your moans and whispers that I own this instant
Grown to fit in
Drive each other 'til we go ballistic
Oh's keep slippin' from your oh so rosy liquid lips with
Indentions from the bites you take when it's just so terrific
Holy shit it's totally wicked but blessed like we won the golden ticket

But it's a slow build to that mole hill we climb like a mountain but with no skill no knowledge
Of how to climb up on it
We ain't taught correctly so were astonished
To learn what we learn when we learn about the process
Of basic human contents as if it was really complex
It's nonsense but ain't no small jest
To muck with chemistry of survival that's all inside you
Clawin' out to find you in a situation that'll surprise you
We all been there with heart at a slow purr
Someone puckers up and the whole globe blurs
Maybe it's addicting, and maybe it's disgusting
And maybe better yet it is a moment you were trusting
Or maybe it's just too soon but later on the bluest moon
You too knew the clues to why the crooners croon

And maybe it's for real and maybe it's a fling
Maybe it's a nest made up of little twigs and strings
Maybe it's a rope or maybe there's no threads
Whatever you wanna make it, do ya thing, go ahead
Girl you ain't wrong for feelin' feelin's you get
As long as you're bein' healthy and in the mornin' don't regret
As long as there's protection go ahead undress as long
As it's agreed
As long as there's a yes
You hearin' up, dude? There ain't a thing you can expect
No matter what she's wearin', a simple question don't neglect
It ain't that complicated, it don't take great intellect
To comprehend the message that was written in this text
Spit over the beat about the beauty that is sex
But it ain't for everyone, some ain't ready, not yet
So be patient youngin', take your time, no rush
And if they push too hard, let 'em know eat your dust



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Rangel
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