Kanye Affection

Had no balls for the cold, but up the trees, I went

I lit my chest hair to flames so my heart warms

Who'd come when you're strung in, and drifting

When you're deep in the heart of the steepest amphitheater,

and Johnny longs for her.

She sucks at making you feel like the head,

yet she'll never stop

That excitement burns you alive

Up to the Everest like Johnny Storm.

Greater than any human touch

Her love transforms any black swan

Into a feast, as sweet as her kitchen's finest.

You'd wonder what runs through her veins,

it must be molten gold, 'cause she's such a pretentious angel

With a heart of gold and a vibrant soul

to accommodate strange adventures.

What a strange being she is,

to love the weirdest human being like me

She is gentle when you're mental,

and sentimental when you're sent to mental,

'cause no one understands you like she.