Ghetto Love
Cuddled up at the bus stop, leaning on a trash can
Sharing baskets of fried chicken with each other
Us out on the stoop, watching the stars together
Living and loving one another from check to check
Exchanging lovages besides the expansive lakefront
Drinking off your smoothie cuz your lips are sweet
Taking trips down memory lane in the supermarket
You watch me as I play touch football in the street
My cheerleader, you scream whenever I score
Taking mom's last phone cord for your jump rope
Picking roses out of Miss Taylor's yard to give you
Pantomiming Lenny Williams around your friends
See that rap song right there? That's our song!!!
Round second base after a date to the corner store
Kissing in the back, cuz' Mama don't let no girls in
Hiding close to each other during hide-and-go-seek
Dedicating every song with your name in it to you
Ghetto love is sweet, so are you; much love, baby
-B
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