11:30pm

[Verse 1: dylAn] She text me and told me to hurry I checked my watch, it was 11:30 We in the temple sipping on a Shirley, ay I like her maybe cause her hair was curly, hey Or maybe it's cause of the freckles Her cheeks, and her nose, and her dimples Fell in love and it's so unofficial I'm busting off, I'm not shooting a pistol I like to kick it with them, duh-uh-uh We can go to Erewhon, ay Fuck around and walk up to the Lé Pain Ay, cuff her right next to my arm Walking to the pond, later coming over You can always cry up on my shoulder Yeah, I know I'm getting older [Outro] It's been a minute since you called me back (Been a minute since you called me back) It's been a minute since you called me back (It's been a minute since you called me back) I threw my poems in the garbage they’re trash I don't know, but I'll be kicking ass I don't know why all the weed is ash