So last time Cupid and I had a little run in… basically I wanted to beat his ass
You know, rip his little wings off and shove his arrows where the sun don’t shine type deal
But thankfully before I could catch a charge, I rationalized about this thing called love
Ever since that day I wanted to make it right, so I invited him out…

And he was late…
For a minute I didn’t think he was going to show
But just like that, the restaurant doors flew open
With a gust of wind and smoke
I’m like did this motherfucker bring a smoke machine?
He did. Trying to be all extra and shit, one up me cuz he know I take the bus, but whatever
So he flies in with two burly guys next to him
I’m like oh gosh, security?
Knowing I’m ‘bout 5’4” on a step ladder and a buck fifteen after a sandwich(not subways tho)
But he came and that’s the important part.

The thing about him this time though was he changed!
Cupid done took some steroids or something,
Cuz he flew in here with ripply ass muscles and shit, a freakin’ 8pack
Homeboy had muscles on his wings! His wings!
Have you ever seen a muscular wing? You don’t want to
Lookin’ like he had on a 50cent costume…
And what’s worse is he had tattoos!
On some lil’ Wayne shit, blink twice I know I saw Fear God… cuz I work for Him under there
With the nerve to have tear drops flowing over his rosy cheeks
So I say, you’ve changed a bit since our last encounter
Of course I changed, he says, can’t have people think they can just fight me
Staring dead in my eye… I’m like I only threaten to whip your ass one time and he gonna act like this!
So fuckin’ sensitive with it!
He talkin’ ‘bout he gotta preserve his rep…
I said you in the business of love!
His bodyguards jump up… but I came here to make peace so I let his “rep” go
My fault, Cupid, he says it’s Cee-lo now, I go with it
I brought gifts anyway to show him that I was truly sorry
I pull out a pack of pampers and slide them across the table
He laughs.
I say what they not your size?
That’s when he jumps up and spins around to his ass hangin’ out
“I wear cloth now, chick”
“They soundless, can’t be gangster with sound effects coming out your ass”
I chuckle, I guess he was right
So I gave him my next gift, which was a golden or gold like, cuz you know I’m cheap, arrow holder
He looked at me crazy again and said
“What am I gonna do with that? As many illegal guns out here, shawty” (now he from the south)
“I upgraded”
I said Cupid, I mean Cee-lo, you shootin’ folks now, like bang bang
And that’s when he pulled out a nine and slammed it on the table and said love hurts.

At that point I realized he was right,
Couldn’t even argue with this new and improved gangster rap listening to Cupid
I just got up and paid the bill
And told Cee-lo I had to go
Karma’s waitin’ for me and I hear she’s a bitch…