[Kno - V1] 

Damsel in distress, her mind tied to that one track 
Urged to do dirt, I just twirl on my moustache 
When she spurns her curves on herbs that bust fast 
All that does is just earn her a bus pass 
Uh, And now she close to graduating 
But her imagination makes it hard for her to fake it 
Misused, her issues are periodical 
Flips through the pictures and ignores the articles 
Nothing matters, she ignores her particles 
To better barter with grown folks prone to arguments 
The best economists admonish her investment 
Thoughts are consumed while her dreams are digested 
So her heart of gold keep it in mine/mind 
Her folks are coked up but she keep 'em in line 
Her hopes are yolked up but she’ll free 'em in time 
Let’s hope she grows up, freedom of mind 
from loneliness 

[Deacon the Villain - Hook] 

Close your eyes, try to dream 
She done seen ‘bout everything 
Though she tries, so it seems 
She done seen ‘bout everything 
Seen some highs, know the lows 
She done see ‘bout everything 
But when she goes, don’t you know 
She’ll be free from everything 
Loneliness 

[Nemo Achida - V2] 

With a mind that’s as dark as her flesh 
More weight than just the dreads that’s on top of her head 
Ice cold eyes hide behind that scarf 
And you think it’s a style until she unveils in front of the crowd 
And they all scream “Perish Marie!?” 
And she looked at me 
And the power knocked me down to her feet 
How could it be? 
peasant staring dead at a king 
It must be the weed, she start to take the shape of a Queen 
I’m like, “Who are you and what are you capable of?" 
She said, “You were patiently waiting, your unbreakable love 
Now embrace it with hugs and kisses, desserts and and riches 
Give thanks -- you’ve married [bad word]  
I’m like, “I see no ring” but that’s not how she legalize 
Instead she made me take the prize between her thighs 
And in her thirty minute reign she made my kingdom rise 
She screamed [bad word] #33;” 
until the morning sun 
Wake up world