― My cousin asked me to dry her hair and because we were already there I told her that I would make it nice to give it just a little spice. She said why, "I'm not going nowehere;" and that's where I came up with this poem here; about beaing beautiful for yourself to honor the blessings of your temple wealth. An enjambment of the little things to ehance your mood and your feelings. ∙ A sexy move to change your groove. Sometimes you just want to be relieved of the same old routine. Think [...].