Assanté

 

Quit clipping on your feet
Quit clipping on your wings
Sometimes we hate to leave somebody
Whats happening to we?
Warm winds on a space ride
When I call your phone on a late night
I recall your soul and it taste like…
Gardens, flowers, Warm Winds

SZA, “Warm Winds”

This could either be the greatest or most annoying moment ever.