RENDEZVOUS
I grab the keys up off the hook, its so ironic cuz i'm hooked
She plays the keys and reads me almost like a book
I go outside and spot the ride; i take a look
Then speedily, I clear the pa**enger's seat and begin to book
What am I after? I'm realizing this chapter could be a sentence for me, and this period's got me beat
If I don't turn the page, I know this leads to the end
But I can't stop, so I send a text and say I'll be there in ten
And my intent is fueled by discontent
I contemplate what I'm absorbin' as I U-turn up on Corbin
Then I turn left on to Saticoy and satan be like THAT A BOY
Man I'm trippin, I know that I should repent…but…
I can't control it, this lust inside is growing
So i turn right onto Tampa, then i turn left on Vanowen
I show no signs of slowin although every light is red
What's going on…God's telling me use my head
Tires peeling as I pull up to her house
And she walks out, wearing her favorite revealing blouse
We both know what's going down, n***a she never nervous
She wore that sh** on purpose, she love when I start observin
I almost started swervin before I parked the car
Then I hop out, and I ask her what she wanna do
I had borrowed the rendezvous, I'm thinking we can rendezvous
I mean really its just us two, its whatever we want to do
So we both hopped into the backseat, exchanging body heat
Its hot and heavy, things are getting crazy
But I'm a preacher, she's a worship leader—both believers
So we stop short of s**, we don't want…babies
But, no matter how much we pray…
It doesn't really take the guilt away
There was an awkward silence as i dropped her off at her house, because we realized that we got church tomorrow