Yeah. Hey, wassup, girl!
[Verse 1:]
Uh, angel eyes, long hair,
I see you cryin', what's wrong there?
He did what? He fucked who?
We know the story, what's new?
See I could probably, rush you,
Tell you that he should have loved you,
Take advantage, fuck you,
Tell you I'll do all the shit he wouldn't do,
But the truth is, we all the same,
On different teams, but it's all a game.
The objective: tryna score,
You got a wife, you find a whore,
You fuck her fast, she find her drawers,
Pull up her pants, you find the door,
You drive her home, she mop you off,
You bust again, and drop her off,
Then repeat like an episode.
Why we cheat? I'll never know.
Is it ‘cause we rap? Heavens no.
Lotta niggas rap though, never blow
A heterosexual girl, you fine from head to toe.
Could it be ‘cause my father let me know
That he cheated and somehow I never told,
I never told?
[Skit:]
– Hey, you wanna be a man?
– Yeah I wanna be a man.
– A man don't run tellin' mama everything he see.
– I ain't gon' tell.
– Alright, alright, then, man. You're a man now.
[Verse 2:]
Okay, that's what it is, I see the game:
The hoes come, the seasons change,
The hoes go, we rearrange,
Fuck up her life, she'll never be the same.
The old G's that beat the game
Forever young, Peter Pan,
Thirty-five – still playin'. Child support – still payin',
Jugglin', bill payin',
Been runnin' round, field dayin';
Wine and dine, meal payin'
With hopes that she'll land,
The bed and, get wet then, give head then,
You bet, man, the same girl who said, we just met, man.
Game colder than the fuckin' dead man,
One night stands, no best man,
No bridesmaids or reverends.
‘Cause Wolverine depressin', don't wanna be your ex man,
‘Cause Cupid aims and throw the darts,
There go the sparks and broken hearts.
Who wanna build Noah's Ark
Just to have that shit torn apart?
[Skit:]
– You know what? I need to talk to you.
– About what?
– I don't think this is workin' out for us.
– Why?
– I mean, I need some space. I mean no, I just wanna find myself, that's all.
– What the fuck?!
