I've Got the Whole World in my Hands

I've Been Eating for You

Instead of writing a sweet poem or dedicating a song, I've been listening lately. Listening to you complain about how large you are and how heavy you've been getting. I've been putting on the pounds too, just for you. When I get to your weight, if you ever tell me what it is, we can shed the skin together.

"You're fat headed more than anything, but I still like you."

(For Brooklyn)