Picante was thee pace we was on Slow it down Speed it up Same chase I was on I knew Thinking bout her last night Met her in a past life Living a wild life Like we hang @ zoo If her face was a book Or her book was a face Tell me would you look Or would you just turn a page Cuz she looking so alone Can you read along? Same letter same same word and thee page we was on Baby we can do it any place that you choose Anything that they won't then tell em that I do You a trip I would take near a lake plus thee view Make thee world stand still with thee way that you move You thee sunlight thee earth go round No permits we can zone out You a poem never write down I need face time put thee phone down . . .. -∂eƒ