Baby got back, that's baby back ribs

I haven't felt creative in a long time. Although it isn't exam time yet and that's typically when inspiration strikes. But here's one of my old favorites.

She got my cardiovascular system on overdrive, baby
Makin’ me think I got a psychopathlogy
An anxiety disorder would explain a lot
Like why when she’s around I feel like I been shot
Sympathetic nervous system really takin’ over
Just wanna tell her, that I really love ‘er

Almost wishin’ I was going into cardiac arrest
Hopin’ she’d perform CPR on my chest
Keep me alive girl, keep things from going south
Oh, wait, I think I’m gonna need mouth to mouth
Come on baby, press down on my sternum
Get my heart started, got me sayin’ dayummmn

This girl’s so fine, considered giving her a Rock
If it was made of sugar, it’d cause diabetic shock
But my baby’s healthy, she’s a perfect specimen
Just wanna take her home and show her to my love den
Baby, you’re my double helix and you know what that means
I’ll be your DNA helicase and help unzip your jeans

Girl you make my heart beat so fast I wanna vomit
Definitely over the average 72 beats a minute
Hold me baby, palpate my anatomical landmarks
Biggest in town, now that’s a trademark
I’m gonna end this rap, girl, let me explain
It’s hard to think with the lack of blood in my brain