my homegirl's name is liz, she likes to travel
but don't walk on her driveway barefoot cuz it has crazy gravel
i tried buying liz a house in greece but it was rather costly
when i got my vocab book liz tried to accost me
but i didnt mind too much, it was like two years ago
now we chill on her hammock, or in her basement, whatever yo
liz's favorite kind of tropical vegetation is a frond
her best friend's name is ashley and she is crazy blonde
if liz had cancer i'd give her a jar of my bone marrow
in her dreams she really wants to nail an egyptian pharoah
she dedicated a wall in her room to the pyramids of gaza
liz is the type you would find swimming in the fountain of a plaza
like evander holyfield, liz is the real deal
she's obsessed with sewing and her favorite fabric is chenille
don't drink bacon grease, its hazardous for your health
when liz sees one of her friends, she usually 'presents herself'
she throws her arms up in the air like she was riding a themepark attraction
liz is kinda frisky and shes looking for some action
well this concludes my freestyle session about liz today
and as my good friend would say: "I'm off like bug spray."

so fresh.