Ok Tmrw

Drinking Ceylan tea, on a cashmere carpet, makes a lot a C

Baking bread with shawty, always ends with the D

She grew up like a flower among the cats

Spreading her smile from a stolen magician hat

She said, do it now

I said, I got things to do

I'm ok, but tomorrow

Yes, you'd better to

My brother was born on the flood, true son of the river

Fourth try and the better, wouldn't ask for another