I know she was like you better go
But, I wrote this to let her know
Your boy isn’t a dope mess im better though
So with my little story here we go
Listen chick my door’s open on any rainy day
Still standing here watching as the vainly play
Im still here girl were have you been B?
Im like “Wendy come on in it’s windy!”
She’s like: “Timmy!
a break can you give me!
stop tying me down I just wanna live free!”
I’m like “name what you want ima give it to you no bluffin”
She’s like “you don’t understand I don’t want nothin”
And you should know im still here as I readily wait
But time builds and not knowing I started to steadily hate
Now time’s passing frustration leads to no action
Suicide? do I really just want her for satisfaction?
Now this might make you laugh
Someone once said “we all want something we can’t have”
Well listen dear I don’t know if you know what hope is
But if I can’t have her well guess then im hopeless
I ain’t addicted or restricted; do you know what dope is?
Im not just a kid getting high or trying to smoke wiz
But a Pepsi addict who’s simply Coke less
Less difference in taste now wow she broke this
Guess during this time I know what brakes is
Like how could you brake this?
Recognizing I submitted I let her power pass
So now she’s just flipping around like an hour glass
And I could talk about this person forever yet,
You’d never guess this is dedicated to every female I’ve ever met……..
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