Soft Porn

Give it to me with the clothes off

You could even take the gold off

We don't need no trinkets, honest as Abe Lincoln

Why do it feel like I take it?

What's so hard about the naked truth?

I scream about it 'til I change it, oh

And still I wonder am I breaking through at all

But hey, but hey we look good

You look good, girl

Do you know you look good?

I know I look good, nigga

We a real nice black

The blacker the berry the sweeter the juice

Dark chocolate

Ain't no more sitting in the back

Ain't gotta front, I know what you want

I can meet you where you at

With the naked truth

Ayy, ayy

Talk dirty to me with it too

Give me how it takes

Give me proof

Give a chance to prove that a man improved

I'ma say I grew

They gon' say I pulled a switcharoo

But they is who?

All that jogging in place is cool

But that shit stayed in school for me partly because somebody was brutally honest

Pointed out social constructs I foolishly honored

I booted these false concepts that diluted these waters

Was trying to be true to the nigga I was claiming to be

Now I'm really real

Trying to get old like a philly shell

Don't nobody want no smoke with me, from spoken words to poetry

To polarizing social content posted I got more of the type

And it all took a sprite from advice

That one wouldn't considered nice

That's alright, it helped me take flight

I used to fall but the floor is so velvety

That we still had the Velveeta stacking nice

Rarely flexing or advertising

I ain't stressing too hard

But hey, but hey we look good

You look good, girl.

Do you know you look good?

I know I look good, nigga

We a real nice black

The blacker the berry the sweeter the juice

Dark chocolate