B.M.F

Pleased to meet you, my names Keith
I’m a poet, I make beats
And I’m feeling the urge to lay it down on you like I do
On a verse, yeah
Here’s my number, if u have some time
I’m performing, tonight at 9
Bring your man, cuz I don’t mind
He can watch me watching you
Watching me and what I do
And I does it well
Brother from brooklyn bout to rock your bells, yeah
When its over send him home
Hell understand y he’s alone
Is that bad, don’t worry I will pay for his cab
I’m a lover, I’m a fighter, I'm scholar, I’m a writer
I’m a puppy, I’m a tiger, I’m a virgin
I’m a turn you out
I’m a hustler, I’m a victim
I’m a walking contradiction
I’m a baby, father, hubby, uncle, brother
I’m a bad Muthuh For Ya!!!
I can’t sing though ahahaha