Call it

The actions was bad,
that I edmit, like a pair of hot jeans who wont fit
the as is to big, you wanna split up fat with the tit
new jeans or lose weight a little bit
the thought was good, like the words i spit.
this is it or this is shit
hope u see it, hear it
feel it, taste it
copy it, hate it or love it. cuz Im top of it
they call it state of mind, have u heard of it?

The feelings was better than thouths and action,
like love and tender satifation
The thouths rested and the body did the reaction,
felt every peace like decimal fraction
I forgat everything and nothing cuz today we became...

something