Ask me how.
My lines aren’t rehearsed.
Keep waiting, I’m not going to change.
Why are you staring at me?
Feel the fire coming from me.
Honey please, feel the fire exploding from me,
Because you’ve been misinformed if you thought you could take something that God gave to me.
He gave me a gift and it’s mine all mine
Honey please, you have one as well, but with your energy fixated on me, you‘ll never be able to tell.
Written By: Marquisha Applewhite