Cocaine Lip Gloss

(c) Breeze Vincinz

Drink my cola Eat my burger My rates are much lower My toothpaste Kills plague with haste My spray makes pussy smell like flowers My cars are fast My clothes are cool My cigarettes are low tar My god's a gent Omnipotent My heaven will take you far Enriched with the goodness of the sun Where can I get me some I need some of your delusions Sell me, fuck me Tell me you love me I need a little lip gloss in my contusions take our money set it aflame to light our cigarettes pouch our lips up like we’re kissing but we never met Feel secure in my luxury home and in my luxury class Rub luxury oil on my luxury skin and on my luxury ass Enriched with the goodness of the sun Where can I get me some I need some of your delusions Sell me, fuck me Tell me you love me I need a little lip gloss in my contusions Give me something sweet to drink I like sugar in my tea honey Go ahead and go over the caloric brink Excess is sweet no difference between candy and money I’m manic depressive then passive aggressive I’m so much less than all of my chips Currency kool-aid, gold flecked marmalade Give me something sweet to smooth on my lips Enriched with the goodness of the sun Where can I get me some I need some of your delusions Sell me, fuck me Tell me you love me I need a little lip gloss in my contusions #nationalpoetrymonth "Life As A Boy: Poems" by Breeze Vincinz Available NOW on Amazon https://www.amazon.com/Life-As-Boy-Breeze-Vincinz/dp/1693306018