Sapiosexual

Sapiosexual, sapiosex me, fuck my mind with your words, baby

Come all over my thoughts, bend me over, insert your calculations, have me screaming out quotients

The sum total of your potence, heavily depends on the latitude of my throat, hence

The way you subtract the urge to bust, but have me bust it wide open

Our conversations be so tense, mathematically, grammatically and emphatically dope shit, got me seeing past your beautiful face into your mind it's so lit, have me questioning little shit, like, what's the square root

Of my mouth, up on that dick, key-keying bout politics, Ari Lennox understood the assignment

Exchanging vibes with you, now I'm wondering where the time went, crunching numbers

Now we planning summers, ensuring we place value on the time spent

I could do this shit all day with you, read some poetry, sip some wine, while I lay with you, light a candle

Dim the lights, listen to Etta J with you, take a ride, we can slide, hit the