Her stare is too crazy
I can feel the heat rising from her skin
But it doesn’t even phase me

The stare of another woman
The OTHER woman
Never seems to amaze me
Yet I have to be
Completely
Honest, I think I felt a bit of jealousy
Rise up within me
Attempting, to defend me

But I had to realize
That there was no need
See this woman attempts and seeks to be me
She sees me

While she stands with my ex man
Mentally braggin on what she now has
Just because she knows she can

But what she fails to realize
Is that she has what I created
See we were ONE in love
Not to seem too overrated
And I even debated on
If I should even care
Cuz there are couple of things
That I could share…. (with her)

You see I could tell her that
His sweet kisses that taste like amaretto (thanks Lauryn)
Were produced and perfected by me
Not some quick trick of the ghetto and….
That secret touch that sends chills up her spine
Is him wishing that she was me and
Her body laying there was MINE

And every time she kisses him
She tastes the black beauty of my punani
And my juices that flow
From his mouth onto hers
Like she was hit by the tsunami

He secretly calls out my name
Pretending to be happy with her
But feels nothing but pain
And yes its quite insane
But not to be viewed or played as a game

She may not know that he was my first
And im convinced, its not a coincidence
Its my juices he thirsts
And while this is not rehearsed
It plays over again in his mind

How good it was, time after time
And its not just the sex,
That puts our love to the test
Shes simply runner up
But I am the best
And its way more complex
U see, it’s the way he suggests
That I am still that thing beating in his chest

Sorry to say
but it will never last
Not because it cant
But He cant forget his past
And he’ll always be comparing her ass

To me, and eventually
She’ll get tired of coming in second
And one day decide to go…….
And ill be waiting for my man
To come back home to his heart so…..
FUCK THAT SIDELINE HOE!!!!




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