To my other half, to my other half.
Yeah.
To my other half.
Oppositions attract and then they collide.
Baby girl, you been on my mind.
Ego and pride, push to the side.
Across the tracks is where you reside.
You brought the balance to my chaos for my family to buy.
Mama, dad, you had it.
Structural within.
Had to develop a dickless skin.
Took it on the chin.
Rebounded for my folk like I'm Quinn.
My love for you was a paper din.
The intro from your bestie is how it began.
High school sweethearts was how we were defined.
God placed you next to me all by design.
Our
spirits intertwined in the line.
Masculine and feminine combined.
Belief in a *.
Even when the foundation was undermined.
Proposed when you graduated.
Became the life partner on this journey.
My self-worth increased.
Still one foot in and out of the street.
Put a limb in once my oldest arrived.
No more eye for an eye or having pressure apply.
With the four or five supply,
she tamed the beast inside.
The little boy trapped but set free.
And I'm thankful that I made you mine.
Made you mine.