It's my f*cking book of poetry
It's my f*cking book of poetry, yah
Said, It's my f*cking book of poetry
F*cking book of poetry, yah
Ah... Czukudi, here we go
What am I feeling? Is it the same as what I'm thinking
What's in your cup, is it the same as what I'm drinking
Revelation
Let me in on who you're linking
Let me know, let me know
Let me know. Tell me something
I'm just curious for nothing
I'm seeing things by the curtain
Padlock on the closet
Is your safety guaranteed
Let me hold on to your secrets
Though it could be a burden
You know I love you unconditional
My room ain't got no air conditioner
That's why it's getting hot in
It's getting hot in here... yah
F*cking book of poetry
That's my f*cking book of poetry
My f*cking book of poetry
That's my f*cking book of poetry
It's like my f*cking book of poetry
A bird in hand
I've been cleaning out my nest, and I found an old book of my poeh