CHOCOLATE MAMA

Chocolate 
Mama
Don't break my heart
Don't let
The street look
O that's a dirt pack
Give me 50
I'll bring back 10
I'm at the desk
Rite nie
What size do you need
You know should Its 12
Not 12 in a half
I don't want that wool
With a funky hole in it
You wrote
Well
I'm still working the double pole
I keep that Lil 
Base 
It holds pretty good
Tells an stanky rain 
I know I will have plenty
Bank
Get that boy blood
Out partner sank
Feather sails for this 
To delight you
Fix found those gazzles 
Stop Shake walking 
Like you miss
Mr prevail
I confess
That last conversation
Lite the dresser
I taught you
Money over all hate
They do your hair 
But me my dawg
We don't need those 
Salty tears
Rusting out Maines piano
I didn't know I had a heart
But when you prepared dinner
It smiled
I'm a God
Tailored an tuxed 
Soft beauty
I'll be there