To All the Boys I Let Hit

Narcisa

Jose Cuervo the first to be the first for me 

It was disguised as love

According to him I was his angel sent from above

Insecurities got the best of him 

It didn’t take much for that puppy love to dim

Don’t know why I was such a fan of the Sax man 

It was all in my head 

When it came down to it he was nothing like I’d thought he’d be in bed 

I was hard to get impossible to reach 

So naturally he bragged to his teammates in the form of a speech.

A year and a half later came Demetri 

He had love for my petite figure, to bad he pulled the worst fucking trigger 

It’s okay I later spotted the bird in the tree

He was afraid of leaving the nest, so I did what I thought was best 

Left his ass so he could get on track 

He probably had a feeling I’d be back 

For the mean time I had my eyes set on Muh Shawtty, he always seemed a little naughty 

It turned out for him barber was lifey

He never learned how to please his so-called wifey

In fact he never really got it in 

I’m not sure if I’d count him in my list of sins

Ele ah eme eh, el otro que no se porque 

Pero eso no me paré de lo que hice

It was more to fill my ego

I don’t know I guess I  expected algo rico 

Seemed like nerves got the best of him 

But I’m not complaining I’d do it again if he asked 

Wouldn’t mind if he hit me up to do a couple face masks

My boy Johnny had the worst perspective on life 

It made me want to stab him with fuckin a knife 

We were at each others throats from the start 

It was best if me and him stayed apart

These days I’m worried about my self, Ariana Grande 

At least until I get in touch with Jay from Palm Bay 

 

 

 

  • Author: Chicha (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 14th, 2019 00:27
  • Category: Reflection
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  • jarcher54

    This is so fiercely beautiful I am in awe of your self-awareness of yourself. I have no idea how much of this is literally autobiographical, but it is so dead-on sincere it's riveting and thought-provoking. Those are the stuff of good writing.

    • Narcisa

      Thank you😌 every piece is autobiographical, but I fluid enough for my audience to relate in their own interpretations. From my heart to theirs



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