***I had a conversation yesterday and some of the things said just really.... I dont know.... they just stood out.***


"What are we?"
What the fuck you mean nigga
You been callin me ya girl for how many months
Calling my momma ma and spending how many hours of the day with me
If you ain’t with me physically you on the phone with me
And you mean to tell me you don’t know what the fuck we are
Or at least what I thought we were

“I honestly thought we was just enjoying spending time together. You know just really feeling each other.”
I know that’s not what the fuck you calling what we had
You know damn well that we was more than that
So take that shit back
All the bitching and moaning you did when I didn’t want to see you
And the time you called my phone cryin cause you saw me “standing” next to another nigga
Come on now you don’t do that shit with a motherfucka that you just “feelin”

“I don’t be wanting you to be out here with somebody else.”
What the hell is that suppose to mean
Am I suppose to lock myself up in the house till you want me again
Nigga please
After the shit you just said to me you lucky I’m still on the phone

“I just ain’t want to hurt you.”
Well what do you think you doing now
This shit certainly ain’t making me feel good
You got me thinking that you just wanted to take the pussy and run
Or am I wrong
Don’t even answer that cause I already know the truth
You’s a nothing ass nigga
Living a nothing ass life
You how old and what do you do.........
Sad to fucking admit that I had feelings for you

"Whatever nigga get you gon' be a happy man."
That some shit I already know
Cause in the little time that we were just “feelin” each other
I had you smiling every minute and ready to trick off all ya dough
Calling yaself a baller yet your tank was always on E
You really didn’t deserve me
And I’m glad that I see

“I hope you find a nigga that’s not gon’ hurt you.”
Yeah I hope I find that motherfucka too