See More Perspective - Funny Bone (Scratches by Ganzobean)

There's so much to say to address about the topic
So much to explore to express to be honest
Sometimes a comic
Others it's a sonnet
Sometimes its garage rock songs in the moshpit

Cut to an afternoon tryst on valentines
After blowin' kisses through raw rap ballad rhymes
Messages received to secure plans after nine
Residue's on your smirk like the juice of a clementine
All day text like would you be mine?
We could be fine
I could step into those knee highs
Moments so good you're gonna wish that you could rewind
Plus you know my behind sweeter than a beehive
Puttin' in work 'til we sticky like a honeycomb
Gettin' prairie in our little fuzzy bunny zone
On some belly bump thumper gettin' tummies toned
You see the sparks fly
Friction from the funny bone
Yeah, I just said that and now we're laughin'
Kissin' through the gigglin'
That's attraction
Accidentally brush your ticklish spot
I couldn't this comin', gettin' kicked in the crotch
So now, I'm the floor and you're concerned
Both tryin' not to laugh and my ego's burned
But basically I'm fine so we get back to it
It's amazing how move back and forth so fluid

So much to say
To address about the topic
Much to explore to express to be honest
Sometimes a love song
Others it's a comic
And sometimes it's so fun that you would be astonished

Whenever you see a love scene it's always like
Mad serious
Like it's not even a love scene
It's just two people training for the boxing match of their life or some shit
I mean they're not even enjoying themselves
Like they're not even supposed to
Like sex was always meant to be a solemn act

Awkward shit happens
It's a fact of life and we just gotta face it
Can't be actin' like
Humans don't have silly thoughts
Or have gas
Learn to roll with it baby
Now that's a blast
Awkward sounds and ridiculous faces
There can be so much in them intimate spaces
And you would swear that it couldn't fit
But it does
Everything that is real
Every thing that is us
It ain't gotta be romantic but you gotta have love
But you'll never even touch it if you can't have trust
It ain't gotta be romantic it can be pure lust
But you'll never scratch the surface if you can't have trust

You're in the moment and the cat comes up
Plops on your leg like "That's wassup"
Lost in layers that you let unfold
And straight outta nowhere
You let one go
Things are getting heated as your heart beats clang
Lift your head for a kiss and your front teeth clang
On the edge of the bed
With your toes on the wall
Tryin' to hold on one more
Damn you fall

So much to say
To express what's happened
Too much to explore or convey through rappin'
Sometimes a love song
Other's it's a caption
And sometimes it's so fun you can't stop laughin'

Written by:
Adam Rangel

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