Me Myself And I (Never Been Kissed)

Mirror, mirror on the wall, tell me, mirror, what is wrong?

Can it be my daylight clothes, or is it just my daylight song?

What I do ain't make-believe, people say I didn't try,

but when it comes to being daylight, it's just me, myself, and I.

It's just me, myself, and I.

It's just me, myself, and I.

It's just me, myself, and I.

It's just me, myself, and I.

It's just me, myself, and I

It's just me, myself, and I

It's just me, myself, and I

Now that she's my plug-one style

And my plug-one spectacle

She's plug-one and to our hippies

Know we're not just pure plug-boy

Always pushing that reformed and image

There's no need to lie

When it comes to being plug-one

It's just me, myself, and I

It's just me, myself, and I

Proud, I'm proud of what I am

Poems I speak are plugged too tight

Please oh please let plug 2 be

Himself, not what you read, alright

Life is long when hype is written

is written on the soul, they lie that style is purely our own thing, not the force you

guys have shown, the deal I told is from the soul, and this fact I can't deny, strictly

from the damn core stuffy, and from me, myself and I, it's just me, myself and I, it's just

It's just me, myself, and I

It's just me, myself, and I

Glory, glory, halleloo

Glory foreplugs, one and two

That glory's been denied

By Kasid's and Glookie's eyes

People think they diss my person

By stating I'm darkly packed

I know this, so I point

At Q-Tip and he states

"Black is Black"

Mirror, mirror on the wall

Shovel chestnuts in my path

Just keep on up so I don't get an aftermath

But if I do, I'll calmly punch them in the 4th day of July

'Cause they try to mess with 3rd degree, that's me, myself, and I

It's just me, myself, and I

It's just me, myself, and I

It's just me, myself, and I

Bye!

Contessa #4