Yesterday I drank in your love
It quenched my thirst for that time
Till the next time I drank in your sweet suga wine
Tried to wipe your stain from my mouth
Remove it from my face, but bonded were we
Light in complexion was I and red stain #3 was she
I was introduced to a new juice and Cherry was her name
From that day forward I wasn’t the same
Because she had kissed my lips
A trademark was she, ghetto bound to be
And that was my first experience of cultures crossing over
And now… now I think I love her