Self-possesed and self proclaimed smoother than the sounds of a five part harmony. Cruising through the doors as if he's walkin on set of... twenty fours. Low-key and vetted in the streets know how to maneuver though the bull while holding down a 9 to 5...Sounds like a man I like to meet. He's is sweet but gotta hell of a mean streak...who he be...."I dont know but I wish he...be with me"..... I'll just call him delicious.... He gone be my almond joy....holding a lot in his pockets. Take me to the stars on your rocket. " girl... "What his name be?" ....um..I hope to call him mine. Let me play it off, don't want him to think I'm too thirsty but in about 5...minutes, I'm get clever and make him mines... forever. "Here he comes" um.. Ooh No he didnt, is he playing games....he done broke my heart....he done betrayed me...why is he hangin out with Blondie...he like white gurls. Damn... he got jungle fever...