The Raving (verse 4)

Figured I’d go all out; had to give a shout out,
“Dude,” I said, “or Girlfriend, I was about to take a snore;
Over all the rapping, I heard you out there capping,
That’s not exactly tapping, tapping on my apartment door,
Every cat in this block heard you”—here I peeked outside the door;—
Cold black night and nothing more.

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