You saw me that night in the rain shivering for help, you stopped your car, told me to hop in like a frog. Gave me your handkerchief to wipe my skin. You thought I was a street girl who's vagina is her company, where her employees come to work only at night.
You saw the little tattoo on my neck and you gifted me with the name "Akpara". You saw my body as a work shop where you wanted to panel beat every engine in it. You asked me how much I charge for a night, I told you i am no noctonal. You saw my leg as a DvD player where you wanted to slut your disc in.
You asked for a one night stand but on Christ the solid rock I stand. You asked if I was hungry, I said yes! You took me to a fast food bought meat pie with Maltina, but on the other hand you wanted eating my body like it's the fast food.
You saw me with Brazilian hair, giggled and tapped your friends to tell him that you wonder how many men I have slept with to afford that or maybe I am doing Italian men.
If I no gree for you, you go see me as babe wey never tear eye but if I sha gree for you, you go carry my gist go beer parlour dey casset give your friends as you finish me .
I wore a bum shot, my cleavage shining like the rising of the sun, I wore a leg chain, I drew my eyebrows very eloquently, I used a red lip stick. You saw me as easy to bang. You saw me as a slay queen who slay kings
You call me a whore but every night you are at my inbox begging me to come over, when I finally arrive, you still beg with your erected man o war to put just the tip that you won't move, forgetting that prick no get shoulder, if head enter body don enter.
Yes I did abortion twice, that was because you said you won't cum inside, but you only did not cum inside, you stayed there but thank God grace found me.