Travie:Barteneder   Bartender:yea i hear uu wise ass give me a minute   Travie:im trynna get this round over here   Bartender:what do uu think im just workin for you here   Travie:actually will..will you send a drink to the lady at the end of the bar..yea that one rite there(Bartender:here uu are miss)yea yea its on me tell her its from Travie(Bartender:from this guy over here)      From the second she shimmied in i was intrigued by her essence.   And my first instinct was to make sure that my presence was felt.   Simple and plain.   I'm probably jumping the train.   But all i can see was my name engraved on her belt.   Hit the pause button-   Damn.   I don't even know this girl and im already practicing my sweet nothings.   But thats a trait of a soft spoken,heart broken fellow like myself,Best believe. (Pussy)   I tend to wear my heart on my sleeve but that night the jagermeister had my sleeves rolled upp.   Wait a minute hold upp.   I think she caught me grilling now im spilling my drink (dnt look,dnt look)   I knew are feelings were in sync as soon as she gave me the wink.   The only problem is im not your ordinary,average Romeo.   A cyranco de bergerac (shut the fuck up)   In fact i remember back in fifth grade    i tried to read the book of love,but sadly the introduction didnt grab me.   So i left it on the shelf and kept moving   Assuming that this planet rotates.   I'll just procrastinate until the day i bump into my soul mate.   Who would've thunk i would be pissy ass drunk when the time came for collision.   So i made the decision to just keep my composure(cool cool)   Until she started getting closer   And then i felt this weird feeling under my left shoulder,then i slipped,tripped,busted my lip and fell in love.   The minute that she stepped in the door.   The type of girl i had to make a couple mix tapes for.   To me she equalled MC Squared and everything else was mathematic.   I never took the time to practice