dont make arguments outta nothing uh not surprised when she trip over assumptions uh stand on her shit when she dont know shit like oh shit i was trippin anyway fuck it thinkin a nigga on some hoe shit uh who this bitch textin you early aint nervous? huh my boss tryna see i can come to work in keep lurking youll find eventually the hurt realize when you disguise what you see the worse self hurt is a cycle thats gets trifling you cycling bad circling whats inside of it despite my bad habits communicating my kryptonite you would cave in my crib n fight cant be guilty of wrongs when im writing/righting what was wrong wanna move the goal post dont wanna meet your own flaws she was lurkin for a problem only stayed when she belonged a toxic fume in the air she inhale it like a bong gaslightin my struggles suck me dry like a urchin realized she added fire burning me to encourage it its in her genes mamas mama picked up the hurt i always seen she was creasing down to her worse had to peep the words and actions shit was matching what she lackin from the first i didn't trip but later on i saw the traction resisted me the worse when movie nights became distractions directing to a curve i couldnt cut when itz in action saw the dirt she left behind became a butler for the tragedy picked up the mess could give a fuck that its embarrassing honestly you was spoiled it occured you wasnt anxious whenn i said id leave the stage you had ya curtains 'fore i hanged em opening act was me yo final act is that you stayed in but stayed in a broken place and knowing you was staining uh i wasnt vacant uh how many days in really you left when you saw that i would take it misunderstood my reasons thought i was bitch when i aint say shit stopped arguing wit chu and prepared for dismissal took a break from a lesson that was long over BEEN DUE deflectin me to death MAN you must be master windu shooting you down with facts get at my head cause you resentful uh wannna go? cool/goku uh i aint charging to you to stay the key/ki was thrown too cause apparently i was sus too first to call me out for a bitch and never call you second show my phone and messages just to harbour? you was first to sail when my waves became a problem stayed up at friend lil crib until we solved it i knew the route you took you was waiting for niggas call in