Love'll have you nervous, doing stupid **** on purpose
brain out of service, words slurred when you blurt ****
studderin', utterin' nonsensical **** in your verses
feeling like a shirtless, 4-breasted woman in a circus
furtherly trying to gap an unfillable void
because of parents never transferring that unbillical joy
so girls create a false world of filling on boys
exploited, guys playing with her heart like her feelings are toys
but when you have it.. there's nothing like it, you get excited
seeking those who provide it, on phones talking to psychics
some fear it... spend their entire lives trying to fight it
living in a confusing Hayes, like they're grooving to Isaac
it ain't the end of the rainbow with a treasure chest and a map
it ain't easily learnable with definitions in tact
it can ride your train of though and demolitions your tracks
hittin' and bullwhippin you, leavin' them slits in your back
but i've been a lucky one.. loving parents, loving friends
but I still spend a lot of my life loving sin
but I ain't a genius on it, I can only pretend
cause over all it's an emotion I can not comprehend.. it's love
Are you goin to make a topic called "What is Life" next?