Impossible

I like the back, but I don't like the black
Look at this rhyme I crack
Just a dress on dress I stack

I like the bold, but it won't get it sold

It could never get worse than that
Pick out, first one cut

Backround playin fifty one track

Not what I want to see, want to flee
Not a moment here I want to be
I guess I will just go bare

When a woman says indecisively

I have nothing else to wear