and wish i,no,wish HE would die.
The ex lover,the under cover brother,
the reason for my hangover,and please call me when i'm sober...
It Rhymes with Larry, who i thought i would marry,
who's baby i would carry but we were in 2 much of a hurry...
I used to on some rnb tip...
&i hate how much i love you boy...
Forgettin How played me like some toy
how i wrote songs about him bringing me joy... Shit.
saw him a while back,
couldn't breathe like some sorta asthma attack,
so he texted me,told him i'd call back.
Remembered his old ringtone,some mushy track.
Realised with that call,how i was so apauld,
how i would never fall, let alone stall...
For his Shit at all.
See i used to fight with my pathetic might to get him gone from my mind to try put him behind...
Me.
stupid&naive me,i couldn't see he had come to be,
the weakness in me.
Singing songs like
...why do you come near...
followed by drying my tears
not gettin over him for TWO FREAKIN years.
One day, he came over, and tried to get closer,
pity i was still sober, he did get some...
Cold shoulder
followed by you can't stay longer...
Damn.This dude was tricky
tryna be all up in me, tisha and vicky,
comin to my house with a hicky, thinking we was gonna get... Sticky...
See our love, was like pitchin a tent, the beginnin was...
Let me be patient... Let me be kind...
Then it moved to
I'm gonna get violent, and lose my mind...
Now i'm at ease, i found peace and after this rant it'll finally change to,
i will be silent... I've put him behind.



