It was fun while it lasted,
It was mind art that was crafted,
Was it Fantastic or was it just imagined,
Our Stretch was elastic,
Fiery words made of passion,
Invisible touch reactions,
Rock solid with our fashion but our Trail was Blazed to ashes,
My Dame was an assassin,
My Guard had Zero balance,
I fell and felt flattened,
I didn’t see it coming but I knew that it had happened,
Hot air in black plastic,
Floating around these infractions that were always there fastened,
Sometimes soulmates can’t OutKast it but I’m a Big Boi so I’m sorry Ms. Jackson,
We were mastered to be a classic,
We'll always be Jurassic,
A lifelong bond you’ll have to Park inside a casket,
All drive and no traffic,
I guess I see you next lifetime, Black Magic,
We connect thoughts and speak graphics,
We communicate the bigger picture that we drew up out of habit,
In this pyramid your temple has to know the tactic of what was written and what’s redacted,
The truth often comes in fraction,
It’s always two sides to half filled glasses,
Be the Golden Child when you’re being pragmatic,
Monty!, There’s no ground to be impacted,
Two separate halves of the same dynamic fabric,
Only if our satin could wipe away the static,
We could clean away the acid that burnt everything blackened,
A bitter sweet season said the dragon,
Watch where you hitch your wagon when you love on All Madden,
Love is not a technique it’s a skilled talent,
Your move should be a cruise and I should be the Captain,
Fantasy Island is now busy as Manhattan,
The fatal caption,
No more playing for practice,
Dying words spoke in Pig Latin...