Life Of A Lover
Theophilus London, Jesse Boykins III & Blu
I promise, we all fall to the sun goddess some time on this planet. Damn it. And I was granted the stain of the pomegranate. Love branded on my brain. Damaged from the Jane. Dames falling all lame, wonder why I need breaks to explain. Don’t matter when they after that change. Go figure like a sister with a gold toned figure. No figures, counting love with my bucks instead of fingers.